Luyện nghe bài hát Little Twig

Im counting all the right back to you
twig, you are a figment of me
Or is it

Your bicycle makes for us all
You got no brakes, yeah, you got the
And little boys, well, drop their toys
When you fly past, yes, do

The art of living well is not choice
Its down to luck and who you
Oh little twig, you do trust
Yeah, you do well
Yeah, you do well

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do

Seagulls on the roof have kept me
Awake and pale in I fail
To sleep again, to of you
To take my turn on some new

Mudguard in a and chain is slack
Oh twig, you rattle past
Like a can of nails on an angel's
Yes, you do, yes, you do

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do

Sunday papers say you failed
To it through, oh little twig
Can this be true? Can be true?
Can this be Can this be true?