Luyện nghe bài hát Day to Day (For 6 Days a Week)

Took the bus, took the
Went to work, ignored the
What a day
And the friendly faces got dragged
All of places
Closed my eyes, smelled hair
Looked around but your weren't
Had some
Jacket potatoes, chicken wings, and tomatoes
that, lit a fag
Said a and took a drag
These days our toasts do combust so much
I burn for the both of us
day, second job
Passing forth for the to stop
are too tight, feet are aching
Cold and sick but I was
When I do go, I am
Always the same mistake
That mistake not caring
6 a week
I'll find my
But to be fair I have cared
Might have cared if you there
have cared if you were there
Might have cared if you there
Stressed as hell, fatigued as
passion, rotten luck
Work to death, in at the bit
Crazed as christ and as shit
Watched the news, someone
Saw the mother, teary
Son shot dead on the of road
I God, no one I know
I to work for the NHS
health, people depressed
Met Joanne,
Scared of living, afraid of dying, terrified of
Then met Paul, a
Shaken limbs, fanatic
Unwashed ten in a row
So afraid almost
I tell them that I do the
In moods, on certain days
But despite the same ways I think
I could not do to convince them
Back to base, had a
Kids die all week, cause their beat them
I I could say I was surpised
The news just choose ones to highlight
Choose ones to highlight
Took the DLR, took the
Read a book, nothing to do
Read Joe Hick, she the bombings
Wrote a book, a killing
I read somewhere that some LX
Umpteen injured, 52
In some places far away, that happens everyday
Now of buses, scared of trains
But got to get to work way
So I play my life you could say
But we all?
we all?
Don't we
we all?
I got a gig, got booked
down the road when it got jooked
I get to sing my and sorrows
Not made it yet, tomorrow
I my eyes, saw your face
around, you were no place
I so left out when you're not around
I feel so left out when you're not
But you are time and I am
And times are tiring and under
the type of life I seem to lead
And time wont you let wound easily
Take your light, your passions
I you talk, I see your actions
What I don't see are your eyes, those flaming of the night
Was that your skin I saw, on the road
My war
you wearing that Paisley I adore
Were you hatred, were you
You this 'cause you must
That men have the of love and war through history
I must see you, I must
Did you falter, did you go?
Did you go?
Did you go?