Luyện nghe bài hát Click Song

He sits in a room down the end street
Dirty old t-shirt in the heat
He's got no and no money for a drink
No deeper way to
No way

He was looking for a job, jobs are hard to
the same things torture his mind
Built himself a
To leave those behind
I'm sorry that world mine
I'm sorry that world ain't

Once we were friends but is long ago
In I decided to go
I left him in his room down the dead end
Now I've he's killed his neighbours dog
Just to have a piece of

And that is what I
And is what I call
No to retreat...