Luyện nghe bài hát No Turning Back

We're heading off to Europe for another tour
Jacko in Scottland, can't a fucking word
No money in our pockets playing for the punx
Drinking at the pubs for the records that we
One week of shows cancelled, with no in London
If you think were home, you got it all wrong

No back- no turning back
No turning back- no back

Take the fucking to France, off we go
No allowed, border control with machine guns
Hiding in the trunk, border line has to be
Riot in Parris, gassing all the fucking
Broken down in the mountains, what can go wrong
Playing the Alps, chopping wood to keep us warm
Getting paid with wine and bread, in the cold
If you think heading home, you got it all fucking wrong

Down in Italy, pasta made us feel at home
Up in Belgium Dirk took of us four drunk punx
Livng in the car, playing after show
Driving through Switzerland, I trouble for us all
No visa, through the woods, cross the border, hide the
5 a.m. show, drunk sung all night long
Getting paid with chocolate, in the cold
If you think were headed home,you got it all

Up in Holland, hanging with Antidote
legal grass, Ellen got us all drunk
Shows in Germany, punx are all drunk
all over, Oxymorons at the shows
Drinking fucking beers, more probles along
Riot police outside all the punx
paid with beer and bread, freezing in the cold
If you were headed home, you got it all wrong

Touring D.I.Y. freezing in the cold
If you think were home, you got it fucking wrong!