Luyện nghe bài hát Good Old Bill

Spearmint Rhino was taking our
when Gran was robbed of her own honey.
The driverless hornet las on the trumpet.
His blind, crippled crumpet like it but lump it.

The engine won't without him.
The it won't start without

So I went down to mod suits and Paul Weller.
All pork pies and drainpipes to in all weather.
All of us a tear thinking of yesteryear.
whiskey, raise beer, the old boy is not here.

The won't start without him.
The engine it won't start
The it won't start without him
The engine it start without him

And so he's left us to the nines
with satin for and a coating of pine
and the is broke I can't fix and I've lost all the coals and we're running quite low...