Luyện nghe bài hát If Music Could Talk

(The Clash/Dread)

*Left
sure!
Taking in the bunker tonight
for Bo Diddley's headlights
I feel
Gotta Stratosphere
I can do anything
It's in lights an' global rights
Frank? He's on the
There ain't no German outside
But who cares its warm inside?
music
Special mystery of tragically
slaves for majesties
Modern of tragedy
Packing a to pience colt pair of
A grey mexican suit
The blue eyed can sashay by
'Cos tonight the sailor boys hit Shanghai
The traffic goes creaking by
I my glass and shout shanghi
My drummer comes shooting by
He Errol Flynn will never die
Oh no! Who am I to question
And are you tonight
And do ya need a cowboy
just thin and tight in those
Brrrr bus jeans
With a resistant stud stud
Hey

Get over in the spliffbunker one
Becos London was sold somehow
But it was too old
Uncle Sam has broken down
We'll make him down in old
Say

there ain't no better blend
Than Joe Ely and his Men
the wind blows
I ain't none like that scenery
You can see from a bus if you pay the

Wave my around
Flag one of taxi's maybe
I saw a girl somewhere
Forever sticks in my mind
I've got three lines
And a of two's
Like a lucky of dice that you
You

Channel*
If music talk!
means
Whatever mind can bring
apple fell off the tree
Pah! right on his head
Yeah many ago

was a man who said
I am a
A shaman
Got in trouble so going out
up and Haiti! Oh!
And the
Buddy Holly it was
Brrr yiii!

If music could talk you

I feel kinda
Standing out on the
Of Ladyland...
Cos this is a question Samson
Are you partly

Chi man! Whatcho all

I want to I can't hope to
Say it all in one go
Occasionally once or
A day I feel alive to say
Let's hear what the
Got to say
He said is it Flynn's birthday or not?
12 until October
If they 2 piece
Colt pair of
We got the shiny Mexican suits
I'm wasting a great big
Corporation and the entire
The girders of Wall
And thetemples of
And the priests
Of the account
And Im wasting the thing
I come in Yamaha-ha
They make the pianos-time to step-up