Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Off Europe

That's the good rhythm for to you the return of spring
more traffic jam, the snow is
all burgeons, like the bournemouth, every season, his of money
sure, what be more pleasant than the profit markets for riding in convertible car

to feel you this mild temperature
sit to eat, be mature
a turn in the furnace
close to the embers, see, as they do we
warm, our bodies charred
find these
the European Union pay

their vile orders
or given way to stupid
no in its carrion
no law in its
over France as impositions

europe is a
territory of unelected
by his liberal ditactes
as
members states and bearded
Government is incompetent titillating from one party to the as tassels
seeking the controversy that nourish and guide the
the best mass from a true political
and promises daily a nation in distress

yoyo of party hands in the bag
good comes out of these big pigs
person of good returns
that way there was groping, they will
dismal citizen park as sheep taken for an
in our lives, the wolf has also
who dethrone your speech
crying traitor, we lose
of our misfortune will no longer your happiness

not clever kids mediating collective empirical
we die and we saliesent the nation
lobotomized, hostage to the division of interests
nothing human, nothing for
they take us her ass bands of pussies
system throat, stuffy, you intoxicating

to you, spring, leaves his moment in the sun
soothes us, us nourishes us
if your effect is natural humanity in europe is against
she missed the call in this
of a bloody nightmare without war faithless lawless
they go to the hole all these
the nation is our right