Luyện nghe bài hát Screw You

I was a boy I had a lot of fun
I lived by the sea, I was a son
My she was a fisherman's wife
She was scrubbing most of her life

said screw you
I ain't got nothing to
I could a matchbox
the money I use

you
I ain't got to lose
I could paper a
With the I use

At the I attended, I got into fights
I was beaten in an alley on a winter night
The teachers cared for the blood in our veins
They got most of their out of using a cane

They said you
Oh, you young fools
I get more sense
Out of the end of a mule

you
Oh, you young fools
I could get sense
Out of the end of a mule

So you see men who get paid for being slaves
And men who get paid for free
And there's men behind bars who pray for the
And men in the who pray for the night
And they're all trying to climb to the top of the
And all of say most of the way screw you

I worked in the mill from till nine
Tears in my eyes drove me blind
Trying to wages that weren't even there
hell from a foreman with the build of a bear

He screw you
This is all you'll do
It's the existence
For someone you

you
This is all you'll do
It's the only
For someone you

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