Luyện nghe bài hát Cardiac Arrest

Papers in the
Bowler hat on
to the bus stop
He's for his bed

with his neighbors
In the rush queue
Got to get the bus

So for him to do
He's got to hurry, got to get his
Can't miss his place, got to his feet

Ten more till he gets there
The crossword's nearly
It's getting so these days
Not nearly so fun

His mind wanders to the
His telephone, and chair
He's been happy the company
treated him real fair

Think of seven
and end in 'C'
Like a big car
But misspelt a 'D'

I wish this bus'd get a on
taking his time
I don't know I'll be late

Oh dear, what the boss say?
Pull yourself now
Don't get in a

you worry, there's no hurry
It's a day
Could all be going way

the doc's advice
Let up, enjoy life
Listen to what say
It's not a they play

Never get there at rate
He's up in a jam
There's a meeting morning
It's his luck, oh damn

His hand in his pocket
For his
Pearls of sweat on his
His seems so brief

Eyes on his wrist watch
The pass real slow
for the hot air
But the pain, it won't go

Tried to ask for
But can't seem to a word
Words are frantically
But don't seem to be

about the wife and kids?
They all on me

We're so sorry, we you not to hurry
Now it's too late
got a certain date
We we made it clear

We all voiced our fears
We it up to you
nothing we can do