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 floors of her life

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

you
I got nothing to lose
I could a matchbox
the money I use

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

said screw you
Oh, you bloody young
I could get sense
Out of the back end of a

you
Oh, you bloody fools
I could get more
Out of the end of a mule

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

I worked in the mill from seven nine
Tears in my eyes nearly me blind
Trying to make wages weren't even there
Taking hell from a foreman the build of a bear

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

you
This is all ever do
the only existence
For like you

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