Luyện nghe bài hát Captain Clock

He on moving his moustache
Gets you fussy, makes you
He's got no but he walks
He's got no mouth but
tack, click clack
He pulls a trigger, pulls it
My time, time is under attack
We run on a track
A three-handed man
Who me a triple slap in my face
of tension, a second of slack
He is so tiny but hard to
From the top of the he shows you
No respect, don't regret, screwed
If time is gold, we are broke for
Hopeless beggars, to this beatific flute
By supported
On a human resorting
There's no "retired"
For the soldier the shoulder straps
eyes dilated
Trickin' tick-tactics
to eat, time to sleep
Time to go back to soil crib
Time to go back to soil crib
Oh what a miracle
Global dictator, massive
Like a toy that sits at the porch
bull-headed boy
Is a on the life-time verge
the top of the world he shows you
No respect, regret, we're screwed
If time is gold, we are broke for
beggars, dance to this beatific flute
Striking, beating,
Striking, beating, our lives away
The more we
The more we lose our precious
Hearts are to the rhythm of imminence
Should we never grab a of what we cannot own?
Our time is a snail, running faster any wind, any wind can blow
Oh, yeah, yeah,
Oh, any wind can
Striking, beating, sweeping our away
Striking, beating, sweeping our away