Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Ups

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

Well, I don't wanna listen but he tells me all the
[Incomprehensible] from his life's games
Leave me alone, not a dog, I'm not a bone
But gonna bury me with your total 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 or I won't
If I do or I don't 'cause nothing is for definite and 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 and beers
All the fucked up ups fucking me up
I think they're killing me with their reality

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

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

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
Will I do or I 'cause nothing is for definite and nothing is for sure

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

Well, a thirty-three old grandma
up to me and says
"My gonna take over this council estate
If we keep on giving at this rate"

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

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

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