Luyện nghe bài hát Out Into The Race

(or, suv protest #3)

Oh, out the races
Oh, out into the
Where the look like bad belly dancers
They try to get a of me

But I to the side
Back and between I glide
moves they've never seen
In my death machine

later in my seat
Warming with the heat
I remember previous
I become the thing I

I got time to
I got my own place
You can keep your flutes and
More saves

Protect protect
A suit of armor for my
A nut in a nutshell of
Everyone else is expendable I
They are buried in my

Now I'm moving to the
Back and forth I glide
Using moves never seen
I drive my metal machine