Luyện nghe bài hát Goalhanger

He's got the bonhomie of a game host
And his handshake is so limp, it's 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 lies his teeth with impeccable grammar
In the game of he's just a dreadful goalhanger

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

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

Yesterday upon the
I met a man who's there
He won't be there again
Well, that's what he me to say

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

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

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

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