Luyện nghe bài hát Cardiac Arrest

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

Waiting his neighbors
In the hour queue
Got to get the bus

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

Ten more minutes till he gets
The crossword's nearly
getting so hard these days
Not so much fun

His wanders to the office
His telephone, and chair
He's been with the company
They've him real fair

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

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

Oh dear, what will the say?
yourself together now
Don't get in a

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

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

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

His hand in his pocket
For his
of sweat on his bowler
His pulse-beat seems so

fall on his wrist watch
The pass real slow
for the hot air
But the chest pain, it go

to ask for help
But seem to speak a word
Words are frantically
But don't to be heard

What about the wife and
They all on me

so sorry, we told you not to hurry
Now it's just too
You've got a date
We thought we it clear

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