Luyện nghe bài hát Jump Up

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

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

up, hold on tight
Can't 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 about half the size of a matchbox
Got holes in my
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 else can a boy get to see those pretty

Candidate talkin' on the radio the 'Cheaters Jamboree'
It must be their fool
it's a two-horse race and he changed his bets
Like it was another brand of cigarettes

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

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