Luyện nghe bài hát Rhythm To The Rebels

(Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling!)

The rhythm to the is calling me
Is takin' me higher than I'd be
This old shoes only walk... The side of the streets!
I've been around you but you never
Why so cruel to this invisible fool
Wanna break rules...? Well... I do!

(Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling!)
My are stiff... My fists are tight!
What place and to back you up in the fight
No matter what say, I know what I am
And I know I like

I got from the all the wisdom to be young
Reckless with a fast metabolism... as a knife
And run in the speed, The speed of the

Is a woman? Is that a plane?
Is that a Is that a plane?... Big-Jet plane!

Quiet neighborhood, late afternoon
The clock is and sweat breaks off
Everyone's foreheads... someone says
"There she goes again... She's of all this
Crap and she has some to say..."
gonna fly away You'll see
I'm gonna like dynamite
It's gonna your brain
And everyone is to loop up and say
"WHAT THE IS THAT?"

Is that a woman? Is a plane?
Is that a woman? Is that a BIG JET PLANE!

The rhythm to the is calling me
The to the rebels is calling me
The rhythm to the rebels is me
Is me higher than I'd ever be