Luyện nghe bài hát Pack It Up

You are the pits of the world

Oh oh oh oh, this is no for me
Burnin' down the Innerbelt, from jacuzzi to jacuzzi,
It's all right for you man, smashed, gettin' suntanned
But I my place, where's my suitcase?

Pack it up or it away
What I can't carry,
Oh, you remember me and I you
But that was a long, long time ago when I was passin'

All my family, all my friends, my
I got to find
My enemies, my new family, my new
My future enemies, I got to them out

I'm packin' it all up, goes in storage
I'm every bridge, burn, baby, burn
I see your dog got shot, well, hell, mind
That's show biz, big boy, you've got to be cruel to be

Oh, oh, oh, oh, give over and it
I've been tearing down the like some kind of bleeding cat
It's all right for the boss, his gain's my
That gets me down, it really gets me

So pack it up and cut the
When the clock starts talkin', I'll start
Oh, when you pass in your Porsche please don't offer me a
I may be a but you're a piece of junk

And furthermore I don't like your trousers, appalling taste in women
And what your mind? And your insipid record collection?
That dumb home center, the usual pronography
And all you scumbags around the world, the pits of the world