Luyện nghe bài hát One Stringed Harp

A pair of hands, a reason to stand
Some to stick to rational demands
Come on, now ladies, they won't fertilize
Get into the ball game, let's clear shelves

That's what I read in that Sunday
The is falling, falling on your head
But you're just picking your from your arse
Like playing a one stringed harp
Like you're a one stringed harp, yeah

Wily Coyote, as if the fall wasn't enough
Those from ACME, they got more nasty stuff
in my wounds, sticking in the boot
Now we're all bulimic but keep forgetting to

At least what I read in that Sunday magazine
The is falling, falling on your head
But you're just picking knickers from your arse
Like you're a one stringed harp
Like playing a one stringed harp

Chalk it up and write it
Chalk it up and write it
Oh, chalk it up and write it down, oh, write it

The hand of is clawing at my back
The iron fist of she my sack
Grip is tightening, my voice is
This orange is beginning to crack

That's what I read in that magazine
The anvil is falling, on your head
But you're just picking your knickers from your
Like you're playing a one stringed

Yeah, that's what I read in Sunday magazine
The anvil is falling, falling on head
But just picking your knickers from your arse
Like you're playing a one harp
you're playing a one stringed harp, yeah
Yeah, yeah,

Chalk it up and it down
Oh, chalk it up and write it
Ah, chalk it up and it down
Chalk it up and write it