Luyện nghe bài hát Hooting and Howling

Carry me hooting and
To the river to wash off my
of the hot blood, the sweat and the
Any rival who goes for our
Will be left thumb in terror
and bereft of all bearers

A art, a bovver boot ballet
elegant and ugly.
I was as thrilled as I was
him in fisticuffing waltz
Now I m not saying the lads always a brayin
And I m not saying the girls are the fines I m payin
We re just bored in our bovver boots
We re just brutes round in cahoots
We re brutes looking for shops to loot
We re just brutes hoping to a hoot

Hooting, hooting and (repeat)

Carry me and howling
To the river to off my hands
of the hot blood, the sweat and the
Any rival who for our girls
be left thumb s@#king in terror
and of all coffin bearers

Hooting and