Luyện nghe bài hát Cell Number Seven

Six in the morning, I'd just got to sleep
I felt so tired didn't even count
I woke up with six policemen by the bed
The voice of doom was ringing in my
Get up fella, and don't no fuss
Put your clothes on, you gotta with us.

To number seven
Cell seven
Cell number
Cell number seven ain't Heaven.

Bill the con said, I think it
I've only dreaming the last four years
Wiggy said, I'm so much fun
Cell one has something for everyone
Meanwhile in Boston the kids were
Back in Montreal we were stewing.

In cell number
Cell number
Cell seven
Cell number seven's a way from Heaven.

Micky boy was busy his cell
While the was trying to talk his way outta Hell
Well Bobby needs a of seed and sand
The promoter's tearing out his hair screaming the band?

(Guitar Solo)

The chicks in the chicken shack eating bread and honey
The hotel manager was adding up the
Come on let us pay
We got a to do
We get away.

In cell two was the singer of The Who
Pacing up and like a tiger in a zoo
Cousin Graham didn't know what he'd done
To them take away his, Nikon
Meanwhile in Boston the kids were
back in Montreal we were just speculating.

In cell seven
Cell seven
number seven
Cell number seven ain't nothing Heaven.

The was sleeping in cage number three
Waiting for the of a turning key
While Dougal the leant against the wall
Frightened to sleep in case he fall
And in Boston the kids never knew
That in cell two, three, and seven were The Who.

Cell number
Me and were in cell number seven
He dribbled on my jacket in cell number
Oo hoo
like a goat
my coat.