Luyện nghe bài hát If Music Could Talk

(The Clash/Dread)

*Left
sure!
Taking cover in the bunker
for Bo Diddley's headlights
I alright
Gotta Stratosphere
I can do anything
It's in lights an' global rights
Frank? on the phone
ain't no German girl outside
But who when its warm inside?
music
Special of music tragically
slaves for majesties
Modern waves of
Packing a to pience colt of shoots
A shiny grey suit
The blue eyed can sashay by
'Cos tonight the sailor boys have hit
The kick-out traffic goes by
I my glass and shout shanghi
My drummer friend shooting by
He said Errol will never die
Oh no! Who am I to why?
And are you lonesome
And do ya need a country
Who's thin and tight in those
bus depot jeans
With a squirt resistant stud
Hey

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

Well ain't no better blend
Than Joe Ely and his Men
Where the blows
I seen none like that scenery
You can see a bus if you pay the price

Wave my arms
Flag one of those maybe
I saw a somewhere somehow
Forever in my mind somehow
just got three lines
And a of two's
Like a roll of dice that you
You

*Right
If music talk!
means
Whatever mind can bring
Likethe apple fell off the
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 could talk you know

I feel lonely
out on the floor
Of Ladyland...
Cos this is a good Samson
Are you Arabic?

Chi man! all about

I don't want to I can't to
Say it all in one go
Occasionally or twice
A day I feel alive to say
Let's hear the drummerman's
Got to say
He said is it Errol Flynn's birthday or
Sept 12 until
If they pack 2
Colt of shoots
We got the shiny Mexican suits
I'm just wasting a big
Corporation and the entire
The girders of Street
And thetemples of
And the priests
Of the account
And Im wasting the thing
I come down in
They make the pianos-time to step-up