Luyện nghe bài hát Chicken Wings

Well, I always
take the crutches and not the skis

Always knew you'd the stilts and then your knees
When God gave you the sky, I knew you'd the trees
Son, grown those chicken wings, you just can't fly

anchored our dream yacht to ocean bed
Chained our ideal home to bicycle
Clamped our racing car before we sat in driver's
Tied our shooting and wrapped them round a tree

We could've Einstein, could've courted Marx
We gone for strolls like other families do in parks
Son, you were born a dud in a without sparks
Yes, you've got those chicken wings, you can't fly

The chequered flag that losers
flew in our port or harbored in our eyes
'Cause we always formed queue for second prize
This got those chicken wings, we just can't fly

Our winning tickets ripped up into
The tale of this family is its
We're bouncing on a pogo stick without any
It me to admit this but we've got those chicken wings

Yes, you've got those chicken wings and all the
That the failure brings is a swallow flying high sings
Look he's got chicken wings, he may as well die