Luyện nghe bài hát No Turning Back

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

No turning no turning back
No turning back- no turning

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

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

Up in Holland, hanging with Antidote
Smoking legal grass, got us all drunk
in Germany, chaos punx are all drunk
Streetpunx all over, 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 think were headed home, you got it all

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