Luyện nghe bài hát Screw You

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

They said you
I ain't got to lose
I could paper a
the money I use

you
I ain't got nothing to
I could paper a
With the I use

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

said screw you
Oh, you young fools
I could get more
Out of the back end of a

you
Oh, you bloody young
I get more sense
Out of the back end of a

So you see there's men who get paid for being
And men who get paid for being
And men behind bars who pray for the light
And men in the suburbs who pray for the
And they're all trying to to the top of the mine
And all of them say of the way screw you

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

He said you
is all you'll ever do
It's the only
For like you

you
This is all ever do
It's the existence
For someone you

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