Luyện nghe bài hát Countdown

The got a job to do
The Eastern world is too

They're on a bloodstone calling you a beggar
Waitin' for another deal in cars
The of the men gives a bad vibration
They're countin' dollar bills and they're
On the final

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

Meanwhile X is comin' Miami
Another deal was made in open cars
I don't care 'cos I'm much too
I have to my lyrics
And I'm waiting for the final

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

just a matter of time
We can be sure be doin' our worst
And we're waiting for the

Another solo is around

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

We're sittin' on a blood stone, worker, boss and
I don't give a damn, I my open car
God has to money, Jesus is a Liqueur
I'd rather get my done
And party for the final

It's jut a of time
We're waitin' for the end of the world
And we got to lose
We're only of the monsters we curse

It's a matter of time
We can be sure be doin' our worst
And we're waiting for the

The 4, 3, 2, 1