Luyện nghe bài hát Chinese Whispers

Such a sensitive in one so young
Would you like to know about everything we've done
You believe what you read in the printed
But you won't believe the evidence of own eyes
And yes I've done a lot of things you'd probably call a crime
But I don't guilty for anything

All the waggle but we just smile
That'll keep the little buggers going for a
I live within natural justice, I nature's law
But as for your morals . . .

Oh, how you love this, how you it
You go out and you it
How you it, how you love it

Such horror, oh such a farce, a bit of broken glass
You should think lucky that this was done
You'll have something you can whine about for to come