Luyện nghe bài hát Flytipping

We play on the
Flytipping as you go
And watch as the lorries
their precious loads

With a bag in our
Flytipping me and my man
Just by the shoulder
There's fuel

is mine?
And is yours?
Do we own these
What has it all for?
on the road of course

What is and what is ours?
Do we fool ourselves with all pretty words?
on the road with her
And i'll you to the verges
As the paper drifts falling snow

the trees
Two hunters for ivory
their possessions
Cast them to the

'Cause the worms in the
And the crows as they round
need these things to cling to
The road's playground

What is
And what is
Do we own these
What has it all been
on the road of course
Shiny things that turn into
Do we fool ourselves all this pretty stuff?
Flytipping feels just enough

And take you to the verges
By the nettles by the
And I'll pick you roses
Then the tunnels by the