Luyện nghe bài hát Countdown

The got a job to do
The world is waiting too

sittin' on a bloodstone calling you a beggar
Waitin' for another in open cars
The presence of the men a bad vibration
They're countin' dollar bills and they're
On the countdown

I'm all around and I'm waitin' for the lyrics
They gotta be cool, satisfy the critics
Sign of all across the edges
Maybe too pathetic and my pencil

Meanwhile X is comin' from
perfect deal was made in open cars
I don't 'cos I'm much too busy
I to write my lyrics
And I'm for the final countdown

It's jut a matter of
We're only waitin' for the end of the
And we got nothing to
We're only servants of the monsters we

It's just a of time
We can be sure we'll be doin' our
And we're for the countdown

Another solo is around

We're sittin' all around and we our lage
to God we got no embargo
What is left to do when looking for pleasure
we gotta lose the pressure

We're sittin' on a blood stone, worker, and beggar
I give a damn, I want my open car
God has turned to money, Jesus is a
I'd rather get my record
And for the final countdown

It's jut a of time
We're waitin' for the end of the world
And we got nothing to
only servants of the monsters we curse

It's just a matter of
We can be we'll be doin' our worst
And we're for the countdown

The 4, 3, 2, 1