Luyện nghe bài hát Five O' Clock World

Up every mornin' just to a job
I gotta my way through the busslin' mob
Sounds of the city in my brain
While another day goes the drain

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

Tradin' my for the pay I get
Livin' on money that I made yet
keep goin', gotta make my way
But I for the end of the day

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

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

In my five o'clock she waits for me
Nothin' else at all
every time my baby smiles at me
I know that it's all worthwhile,
Holiday, yeah, holiday,