Luyện nghe bài hát Rival Tribal Rebel Revels (part 2)

Cor blimey I'm the big 'un, cop an eyeful of this muscular arm
Being tough 'n' is my kind of fun but, of course I never do no harm
Ain't my fault I like cracking bones, gives me a funny kind of
I can't help at the pathetic moans, when I go in for the kill
Tribal are raging, it's a battlefield on the street
There's games to play and hell to pay when the rival rebels meet
Why can't people just leave me be? help doing what I do
I'll do anybody who like me so forget your what, why or who
I got no purpose and I don't give a fuck
I never asked for life
If you're for reasons you're out of luck
I'll show you the point my knife
Tribal wars are raging, no-one's safe out on own
The gangs are and they scream and shout
So you'd better not be alone
I did it cos ain't nothing else to do
let me in
It ain't my fault I want to hurt and
So I've destroyed every place I've been
I had trouble at the local so they serve me there
I just had to chivvy up this
Left him with a cut from ear to ear
But the never got the joke
Used to have a bird but I put her up the
Had to tell her to get off
you can't blame me if I want to get about
If you're a man you've be tough
I used to go down the for tea
But my got attacked by the door
So now it open for the likes of me
And we're on the streets like before
Tribal wars are raging, our heroes are standing
But the truth of the matter, if you cut out the
Is that pride always before the fall
They can stand on the corner with their violence and their
Stand and fester 'til they've left it too late
To realise it's themselves put their on the spot
Cos wasted the one and only life that they've got
Tribal wars are raging, acting out bad parts
Oi, hey big man, a look at yourself
It's in the mirror the real war starts