Luyện nghe bài hát Oh Injury.

Oh, my sweet
He built a cuff

His shoulder got
He's gotta mend and a device
To work where he got hit by the

Oh, woe is he
to see in front of his face
A mistreated machine can start acting

It can up all over the place

Oh,
What a wound

Here, let me see

If you put metal of a man
He can work much faster you can
a toothpick, a penknife, a can opener

Oh,

One kind of folk, they don't it's broke
The don't care
They sit and complain about some imagined pain
About some uncle who down the stairs

"Since he got
He don't go to
We try to get by
He just sits in his
With a glazed-over

We can't but ask ourselves why"

Oh,

Oh,

Oh,

What a nasty
Here, let me see

If you put metal of a man
He can work much than you can

a toothpick, a penknife, a can opener

Oh,