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 to jacuzzi, yeah
all right for you man, gettin' smashed, gettin' suntanned
But I know my place, my suitcase?

Pack it up or it away
What I carry, bury
Oh, you me and I remember you
But that was a long, time ago when I was passin' through

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

I'm packin' it all up, goes in storage
I'm every bridge, burn, baby, burn
I see dog got shot, well, hell, never mind
That's show biz, big boy, got to be cruel to be kind

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

So it up and cut the crap
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 skunk but you're a piece of

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