Luyện nghe bài hát Jump Up

Everybody's like they can't sit down
And looking like they can't up
It be the lastest style
And seen a lot of things that you never see

on the mile, up to the hanging tree
Some people can't their fingers clean
Just clicking their heels to the beat of the
Trying to keep careen until the edition of last night's obituaries

Jump up, on tight
trust the promise or a guarantee
'Cause the man 'round the curve
That he's heard of you or me

No tombstone would surprise me
When I'm locked in a room about half the size of a
Got in my socks
They match the ones I got in my feet

I put my in the holes in the street
And paved me over
I was a statue standing on the
Tell me, how can a boy get to see those pretty pleats?

Candidate talkin' on the radio from the Jamboree'
It must be lastest fool
'Cause it's a race and he changed his bets
Like it was another brand of cigarettes

Some people judge and they just guess the
can't understand that don't mean that you're blessed
They ought to catch the Express Next No Where
way you can forget

Jump up, hold on
Can't trust the or a guarantee
'Cause the man 'round the curve
he's never heard of you or me