Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Ups

Look, comes another man
With another sorry story to
And you can bet tell me all about
The he fell from Heaven to Hell

Well, I don't wanna listen but he tells me all the
[Incomprehensible] from his little games
Leave me alone, not a dog, I'm not a bone
But you're gonna bury me with your misery

And when I'm out on Saturday with Charlie and
I know for a while I shouldn't, I don't know if I will or I
If I do or I don't 'cause is for definite and nothing is for sure
I am getting as I am getting poor

All the up fuck ups fucking me up
With their stories and their tears and their cigarettes and
All the up fuck ups fucking me up
I think they're killing me with grim reality

Look, here another drunk
With a face longer than Bin
And he has so much alcohol
He can no get a hard-on

Not that ever get a chance to use it
are intelligent, he is stupid
Lost and he will remain
No amount of alcohol wash his misery away

And when I'm out on with Charlie and Bill
I know for a while I shouldn't, I don't know if I will or I
Will I do or I 'cause nothing is for definite and nothing is for sure

All the up fuck ups fucking me up
With stories and their tears and their cigarettes and beers
All the fucked up ups fucking me up
I think killing me with their grim reality

Well, a year old grandma
Comes up to me and
"My family's gonna take this council estate
If we keep on giving at this rate"

"I'm gonna be a
By the age of
And I will be clad in fake Burberry, I don't care if I'm dead or
I don't if I'm dead or alive"

All the up fuck ups fucking me up
With their stories and their and their cigarettes and beers
All the up fuck ups fucking me up
I think they're me with their grim reality

All the fucked up ups fucking me up
If your live is wrong, you'd better sing along
All the fucked up ups fucking me up
You fucked up ups