Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas Crack

There are new things in my
That they be told
I met an world
But it hit me
So end free

I unfurl my tongue

Be with a in the sea
small
And hopefully. I

New I've been round, love
And it hurts me to you
blind a cigarrette-me-up
And it hit like old

Down to the seaside we
One smiles
Foreign
Foreign

Get on my boad,
are new seas to be found
Gorgeous, headache, you
As the thought of man

me

I gotta my aim
It must flow petry inside my
must spit and turn my eyes to the underground
Where I find sweet
And you know I mean

Get on my boat,
sleep till we find the land of our pa
Cause lonesome road takes us somewhere
But surely not the way

Your smile is such a
But it shows me here's our last

brown of sin
The is my best friend

There are new things in my
That must be told