Luyện nghe bài hát On The Clock

This place is always a brand new bunch of morons
It must be rather tiring, blood from doorknobs
is your life and you're going nowhere
and it's your fault here, it's not our place to care

I don't get paid enough for this, the stress break my back
Working with idiots give you a heart attack
'cause is your life and you're going nowhere
they don't pay me enough to that I care

And all we do is sit around and
And dream about the day we're gonna
Smile, on the clock

Here comes Jim the supervisor, everyone busy
don't to smile at him, he thinks it's a conspiracy
this is his life and he's going nowhere
they don't pay him to think, don't pay him to care

And all we do is sit around and
And about the day we're gonna walk
Smile, you're on the

Resent the upper management, they treat us children
If it for the free doughnuts,
we'd probably have to kill
'cause this is our life and going nowhere
they don't pay me enough to pretend I care

And all we do is sit around and
And about the day we're gonna walk
And laugh about all the clowns we
Smile, you're on the