Luyện nghe bài hát Captain Clock

He keeps on moving his
you fussy, makes you rush
He's got no legs but he
got no mouth but talks
Tick tack, clack
He pulls a trigger, it back
My time, your is under attack
We run on a track
A three-handed man
Who gives me a triple 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 is gold, we are broke for good
Hopeless beggars, dance to beatific flute
By towers
On a human wrist
There's no "retired"
For the soldier the shoulder straps
Phlegmatic dilated
Trickin' underrated
Time to eat, time to
to go back to your soil crib
Time to go back to soil crib
Oh a mechanical miracle
Global dictator, massive
Like a winding toy that sits at the
bull-headed boy
Is a on the life-time verge
From the top of the he shows you
No respect, don't regret, screwed
If is gold, we are broke for good
Hopeless beggars, dance to beatific flute
Striking, beating,
Striking, beating, sweeping our lives
The we struggle
The more we our precious days
Hearts are swinging to the of imminence
Should we never grab a tail of what we cannot
Our is a snail, running faster than any wind, any wind can blow
Oh, yeah, yeah,
Oh, any can blow
Striking, beating, our lives away
Striking, beating, sweeping our away