Luyện nghe bài hát Goalhanger

He's got the bonhomie of a game host
And his handshake is so limp, like meeting a ghost
His are tired 'cause he uses them a lot
His excuses are so lame if they horses they'd be shot

He through his teeth with impeccable grammar
In the of life he's just a dreadful goalhanger

He's keeping all his options open till the very last
Checking every trying to work out what's in it
to nail him down is like nailing water to a wall
He's incapable of making a at all

Like trying to knock in a with an inflatable hammer
In the game of he's just a dreadful goalhanger

Yesterday upon the
I met a man never there
He won't be there today
Well, that's he told me to say

He's got the natural arrogance of an exclamation
And he wishes his was as big as his bark
appealing to the referee at every single stage
He's a fuzzy little of impotent rage

And when he to have patience, he only has anger
In the game of life he's just a goalhanger

He has a lack of humility that imagination
And he hangs 'round like a fart in a Russian space
He doesn't even notice as he sells you down the
'Cause one of life's takers and he's looking for a giver

He smirks and his shoulders as he drops another clanger
In the of life he's just a dreadful goalhanger