Luyện nghe bài hát Pack It Up

You are the pits of the world

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

Pack it up or throw it
What I carry, bury
Oh, you me and I remember you
But that was a long, long time ago 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 them out

I'm packin' it all up, nothing goes in
I'm burnin' bridge, burn, baby, burn
I see dog got shot, well, hell, never mind
show biz, big boy, you've got to be cruel to be kind

Oh, oh, oh, oh, give over and it
I've been tearing the interstate like 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
the clock starts talkin', I'll start walkin'
Oh, when you pass in your Porsche don't offer me a ride
I may be a skunk but a piece of junk

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