Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Off Europe

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

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

their immoralities orders
or kindness given way to
no faith in its
no law in its
over France as impositions

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

yoyo of party taken in the bag
nothing comes out of these big pigs
person of good there
way there was groping, they will plant
dismal citizen as sheep taken for an idiot
in our lives, the wolf has also
who dethrone your speech
crying miserable traitor, we
of our misfortune will no longer your happiness

not clever kids mediating collective empirical
we die and we saliesent the mind
people lobotomized, to the division of interests
nothing human, nothing for
they take us her ass these of pussies
system taking throat, stuffy, you

to you, spring, leaves his moment in the sun
soothes us, us nourishes us
if your effect is natural humanity in is against nature
she missed the in this confusion
History of a bloody nightmare war faithless lawless
go to the hole all these thugs
the mind is our right