Luyện nghe bài hát Captain Clock

He keeps on moving his
Gets you fussy, makes you
He's got no legs but he
got no mouth but talks
Tick tack, click
He pulls a trigger, it back
My time, your time is under
We run on a track
A three-handed man
Who gives me a triple slap in my
of tension, a second of slack
He is so tiny but to embrace
From the top of the world he you
No respect, regret, we're screwed
If time is gold, we are for good
Hopeless beggars, dance to this beatific
By towers
On a human resorting
There's no "retired"
For the soldier the shoulder straps
Phlegmatic dilated
Trickin' underrated
Time to eat, to sleep
Time to go back to soil crib
to go back to your soil crib
Oh what a miracle
dictator, massive superior
Like a winding toy sits at the porch
bull-headed boy
Is a watchman on the life-time
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, sweeping our lives
The more we
The we lose our precious days
Hearts are swinging to the of imminence
Should we never grab a of what we cannot own?
Our is a snail, running faster than any wind, any wind can blow
Oh, yeah, yeah,
Oh, any wind can
Striking, beating, our lives away
Striking, beating, sweeping our lives