Luyện nghe bài hát Shoot the Poets

Cut off your to spite your friends
Breathing holes will never end and
Speak all you want or just

'Cos you think she is a class
So, she sits all day by the glass, oh
It doesn't talk, it doesn't

But it's not what heard you know
A picture speaks a thousand
But baby, feel down
I left my heart in a provincial town,

You sold your for magic beans
Don't believe all you read on computer and
These they mean nothing to me

Ripton stain came off the
You go once and you don't come back, oh
Good, that's I say

But it's not I've heard you know it
Cut your losses, shoot the
And one day you'll come
To yourself in a provincial town, now

But it's not what I've heard you
A picture speaks a thousand
But baby, don't down
I left my in the privacy of town, yeah

But it's not what I've you know it
Cut your losses, the poets
And one day you'll down
Oh, to yourself in a provincial town, yeah