Luyện nghe bài hát Jump Up

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

Back on the mile, up to the tree
people can't keep their fingers clean
Just clicking their heels to the of the scene
Trying to keep careen until the first of last night's obituaries

up, hold on tight
Can't the promise or a guarantee
'Cause the man 'round the says
That he's heard of you or me

No tombstone would ever me
When I'm locked in a room about half the of a matchbox
Got holes in my
They match the that I got in my feet

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

Candidate talkin' on the radio from the Jamboree'
It be their lastest fool
'Cause it's a two-horse race and he his bets
Like it was just brand of cigarettes

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

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