Luyện nghe bài hát Singer Man

Hướng dẫn luyện nghe

Bạn hãy nghe bài hát và điền từ còn thiếu vào các ô trống.
Sau khi điền hết, bạn nhấn nút gửi bài ở phía dưới để được chấm điểm.
Với những câu trả lời sai, bạn hãy rê chuột lên ô nhập để xem đáp án đúng.
Nếu bạn muốn luyện nghe lại với các ô trống khác thì click vào link "Làm lại bài điền từ khác" ở cuối bài.

Bắt đầu làm bài nào

[Chorus - Dice
Days are living fast, in misery
You got a song you sing for me
Sing a song, man
a song, singing man
Sing song, singing man
Sing song, singing man
Sing a for me
Sing a for me

[P.O.R.N.]
Look, I'm so twisted, so, so
One to live, and I'm willing to risk it
Terror that the has never known existed
Left so many clues, now how they miss it?
Sadistic, ballistic, find a word and it
Long as it means the is on my shit list
Walking time bomb, my is on tick-tick
on, its too late to nix it
I'm so anxious, so, so
The ones I hate barely know my name is
Have no clue that I'm armed and
to spill my blood to be famous
Willing to spill my blood to changes
Look for a note to explain this
Heinous, inking the ache from my
Sounds insane, you're my language...

[Black
One for the pressing, two for the
Three for the blessing, for the loss
Kid holding a weapon, walk a corpse
In the face of transgression, military issue
-Nikova or machete or a
He cause he feel he got nothing to live for
In a war taking heads from men like Charles
And never seen the undisclosed arms dealer
killer, he look 35
He changed his name to No-Man-Survive
When he that leaf, shorty believe he can fly
He and terrorize and shoot between the eyes
Who to blame, its a shame, the was demonized
Wishing he could see rearrange the truth, to see the
And he wouldn't have to raise his barrel to you
His heart can't give you the of scar tissue...

[Truck
Uh, what you're witnessing is dedication
Charged by the call and the cause of the
Countdown, minutes from detonation
A of grunt work, this is the culmination
My manner, seems patient, inner lies
So deep, I can taste it, let's lives
Past the first sensation, to I fly
Delusions are lighting up the sky
The last of mine spent in extreme secrecy
Wolves dressed like sheep occur more
Too much to be scared, the petrified both fled
who live fearing death, might as well be dead
Towers of the occupiers, soon fall
Martyr or murderer? That's your call
transit or a mall? Who can watch them all?
In the of the merciful, sing me a song...