Luyện nghe bài hát Captain Clock

He keeps on his moustache
Gets you fussy, makes you
got no legs but he walks
He's got no but talks
Tick tack, clack
He pulls a trigger, it back
My time, your is under attack
We run on a circle
A three-handed man
Who gives me a slap in my face
Years of tension, a second of
He is so but hard to embrace
the top of the world he shows you
No respect, regret, we're screwed
If time is gold, we are broke for
Hopeless beggars, dance to this beatific
By supported
On a human wrist
no word "retired"
For the with the shoulder straps
Phlegmatic dilated
Trickin' underrated
to eat, time to sleep
Time to go back to your crib
Time to go back to your soil
Oh what a mechanical
Global dictator, massive
a winding toy that sits at the porch
This boy
Is a watchman on the verge
From the top of the he shows you
No respect, don't regret, we're
If time is gold, we are for good
Hopeless beggars, dance to beatific flute
Striking, beating,
Striking, beating, sweeping our away
The more we
The we lose our precious days
are swinging to the rhythm of imminence
Should we never grab a tail of we cannot own?
Our time is a snail, running faster than any wind, any can blow
Oh, yeah, yeah,
Oh, any can blow
Striking, beating, our lives away
Striking, beating, sweeping our lives