Luyện nghe bài hát One of the Boys

(Gibbons)

He speaks with a terrible
So he don't much to say
But he can further than any punk
So nobody in his way.

He knows his like he knows his ABC
He's a kind of kid that don't get invited for a Sunday tea
He's a face in the mirror he'll you a fight.
But alright.

He's out of nowhere
breaking all the rules
He's got a for the fashion
freezing all the the cools
He knows that you don't have to be good,
to be a bad cat
built with speed,
guaranteed to show you where at
He's blowing all the speakers his own noise.
One of the boys.

(Guitar solo)

You know he used to work in factory
the big boss said "that's enough"
So he threw down his hammer and he up his coat
And he told the to get,
with the nation
Because the is always bad
on the dole ain't no good for your soul
It's enough to a poor kid mad
So who's going to put him for making his own noise.
One of the boys.