Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Off Europe

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

before to you this mild temperature
sit to eat, be mature
make a turn in the
close to the embers, see, as they do we
warm, feel our charred
these bastards
the European must pay

vile immoralities orders
or kindness given way to
no faith in its
no law in its
over nation France as

is a bitch
territory of unelected
besotted by his liberal
as
corrupt states and bearded
Government is titillating from one party to the other as tassels
seeking the controversy nourish and guide the ethical
the best mass from a true political
lies and promises daily a in distress

yoyo of party taken in the bag
nothing good comes out of these big
of good returns there
that way there was groping, will plant
dismal park as sheep taken for an idiot
in our daily lives, the has also
investors who dethrone your
crying traitor, we lose
time of our misfortune no longer your happiness

not clever kids mediating violates empirical
we die and we saliesent the mind
people lobotomized, hostage to the division of
nothing human, nothing for
they take us her ass these bands of
system throat, stuffy, you intoxicating

back to you, spring, leaves his in the sun
soothes us, us nourishes us
if your effect is natural humanity in europe is against
she missed the call in confusion
History of a bloody nightmare war faithless lawless
they go to the hole all thugs
the mind nation is our