Luyện nghe bài hát Martin

Bless summer of eighty-eight
On a outside the Ox & Gate
With a sponge, and rusty nail
And a nice sharp of string
Didn't make sense then don't make now
But the fuck's it matter
Martin missed it time

with smileys and bandanas
Some trailing manners
the darts to the bookies to the phone
To the bar to the cab outside
The pub changed hands and word got
Barred nutters flooded back miles around
It was a battleground - it off every night

Martin, Martin, I'm sure he's somewhere
Martin, Martin, fired up
He it all two steps too far la la la la la
arm of the law
Martin missed it time

The back cheesier, Big John looks queasier
Nostalgas easier as time by
But that thing says
'where the you're looking?'
You just missed it time.