Luyện nghe bài hát Captain Clock

He keeps on his moustache
you fussy, makes you rush
He's got no but he walks
got no mouth but talks
Tick tack, click
He a trigger, pulls it back
My time, your time is attack
We run on a circle
A bossy man
Who me a triple slap in my face
Years of tension, a of slack
He is so but hard to embrace
the top of the world he shows you
No respect, don't regret, screwed
If time is gold, we are for good
Hopeless beggars, dance to this beatific
By supported
On a wrist resorting
There's no "retired"
For the soldier with the shoulder
Phlegmatic eyes
tick-tactics underrated
Time to eat, to sleep
to go back to your soil crib
Time to go back to your soil
Oh what a miracle
Global dictator, superior
Like a winding toy that at the porch
bull-headed boy
Is a watchman on the life-time
From the top of the he shows you
No respect, don't regret, screwed
If time is gold, we are broke for
Hopeless beggars, dance to beatific flute
Striking, beating,
Striking, beating, sweeping our away
The more we
The more we our precious days
are swinging to the rhythm of imminence
Should we never grab a tail of what we own?
Our is a snail, running faster than any wind, any wind can blow
Oh, yeah, yeah,
Oh, any wind can
Striking, beating, sweeping our away
Striking, beating, sweeping our away