Luyện nghe bài hát Hooting and Howling

Carry me and howling
To the to wash off my hands
of the hot blood, the sweat and the
Any rival who for our girls
Will be left sucking in terror
and of all coffin bearers

A crude art, a bovver boot
elegant and ugly.
I was as as I was appalled
him in fisticuffing waltz
Now I m not the lads always deserve a brayin
And I m not saying the girls are worth the fines I m
We re just brutes bored in our boots
We re just brutes clowning round in
We re just brutes for shops to loot
We re brutes hoping to have a hoot

Hooting, and howling (repeat)

Carry me and howling
To the river to wash off my
of the hot blood, the and the sand
Any rival who goes for our
Will be left thumb s@#king in
and bereft of all bearers

Hooting and