Luyện nghe bài hát Five O' Clock World

Up mornin' just to keep a job
I gotta fight my way through the mob
of the city poundin' in my brain
While day goes down the drain

But it's a five o'clock when the whistle blows
No one owns a piece of my
And there's a five me inside my clothes
Thinkin' that the world looks fine,
Holiday,

my time for the pay I get
Livin' on money I ain't made yet
keep goin', gotta make my way
But I for the end of the day

And it's a five o'clock world when the blows
No one owns a piece of my
And there's a long haired hippie who waits, I know
To ease my mind, yeah
Holiday,

In the shelter of her arms everything's
She and the world goes slippin' away
And I know the I can still go on
every other reason is gone

In my five world she waits for me
else matters at all
'Cause every my baby smiles at me
I know that it's all worthwhile,
Holiday, yeah, holiday,