Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Ups

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

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

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

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

Look, here comes another
With a face than Bin Laden's
And he has drunk so alcohol
He can no longer get a

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

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

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

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

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

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

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