Luyện nghe bài hát Rhythm To The Rebels

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

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

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

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

Is that a woman? Is a plane?
Is that a woman? Is that a plane?... plane!

Quiet neighborhood, late afternoon
The clock is tic-tockin' and breaks off
foreheads... Suddenly 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 blow your brain
And is going to loop up and say
"WHAT THE IS THAT?"

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

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