Luyện nghe bài hát Rat A Tat

Courtney, bitch.
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat hey)
No existed for burning cities down at such a rampant rate
No and no fucking PowerPoint presentation
So they just DIY'd that shit and built their own
She's his blond, she's never in gold

Are you ready for bad poem?
One off key anthem
Let your sink in
me as I was not as I am
And I said "I'll in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead,"
I kept wishing she had blonde ambition and she'd let it go to my

Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my love is a
There's no second when I say
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my is a grenade
You the pin and say

We're all growing old
all fighting growing old
In the
Of a few more
To get on St. Peter's
But you need to your standards
'Cause never
Getting any than this

We are professional ashes of
This live
You settled your
This is where you come to beg, unborn and
Killing of fire to a congress of ravens
This is what we do, we you

I'm to make the sweat roll backwards
And heart beat in reverse
Our guts be reworked
As as a little white church in the middle of the desert
burned
But I'll take heart served up two ways
I sing a song
I'm the lonelier of you
I don't know where I went wrong

Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my love is a
There's no second when I say
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my heart is a
You the pin and say

We're all growing old
all fighting growing old
In the
Of a few minutes
To get on St. list
But you need to lower your
'Cause it's
Getting any better this

(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's
Getting any better than
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
never
Getting any than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's
Getting any better this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's
Getting any than this

sick and she's wrong
She's dirty blonde
And you sink inside her like a suicide
He "I've seen bigger"
She "I've lit better"
And they the matches down into the glitter
Not a dry eye left in the
Go boy, go boy, run for your
Go boy, go boy, run for your
Go boy, go boy, run for your

We're all growing old
We're all growing old
In the
Of a few more
To get on St. Peter's
But you need to lower your
it's never
Getting any better this

(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's
any better than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's
any better than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's
Getting any than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's
any better than this

Are you ready for bad poem?