Luyện nghe bài hát Maybe I Should Drive

I'm on a B road for the sea
To see if across the ocean shake or wave
(See if hands across the ocean or wave)

Through the of the windscreen wipers
I can see for miles but all I do is the time
(I can see for miles but all I see's the hands)

He harbors thoughts on grief
I your hardship's only one of a fleet
That go down well

Listen son, if you'd spent your life in the lane
You would an accent to grind
drunk on patriotism, blind drunk on borderism
Maybe I should

And while you're castaway, the play
They'll have a to dull those left back home
What about poor souls?

son, if you'd spent your life in the last lane
You have an accent to grind
drunk on patriotism, blind drunk on borderism
Maybe I should

And as I jumped to these
He thumped his feet on the
But we hit a songwriter
Trudging the rain

Scrambled out and him rest in pieces
Said a prayer and through his pockets
And the side of his still had something to say
At the toss of a coin I end up head in the
And in the air

And yet you can away
But be it or hard-up-man
Fellow or kin, your chips are down
down for good