Luyện nghe bài hát Cardiac Arrest

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

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

So for him to do
He's got to hurry, got to get his
miss his place, got to rest his feet

Ten more minutes till he there
The crossword's done
It's getting so hard days
Not so much fun

His wanders to the office
His telephone, desk and
He's been happy the company
They've treated him real

of seven letters
and end in 'C'
Like a big car
But with a 'D'

I wish this get a move on
Driver's taking his
I just know I'll be late

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

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

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

get there at this 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
of sweat on his bowler
His pulse-beat so brief

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

Tried to ask for
But can't seem to a word
are whispered frantically
But seem to be heard

What about the wife and
They all on me

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

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