Luyện nghe bài hát Cardiac Arrest

Papers in the
Bowler hat on
Walking to the bus
longing for his bed

Waiting his neighbors
In the rush hour
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 there
The nearly done
It's so hard these days
Not so much fun

His mind to the office
His telephone, and chair
been happy with the company
They've treated him fair

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

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

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

Don't you worry, no hurry
a lovely day
Could all be your way

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

get there at this rate
He's up in a jam
a meeting this morning
It's just his luck, oh

His hand in his pocket
For his
Pearls of on his bowler
His pulse-beat so brief

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

to ask for help
But can't seem to a word
Words are whispered
But don't to be heard

What about the wife and
They all on me

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

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