Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Off Europe

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

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

their vile orders
or kindness given way to
no in its carrion
no law in its
over nation France as

europe is a
territory of unelected
besotted by his liberal
as
corrupt members and bearded
Government is incompetent titillating from one party to the other as
seeking the controversy that nourish and the ethical
the best mass away from a political
lies and daily a nation in distress

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

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

back to you, spring, his moment in the sun
soothes us, synthesizes us us
if your effect is humanity in europe is against nature
she missed the call in confusion
History of a bloody without war faithless lawless
they go to the hole all these
the nation is our right