Luyện nghe bài hát So Lonely Was The Ballad

So was the ballad
Harmonica man Sam was so knackered after jives of
He puts on the gloves and then on his hat
it's home to the missus who sits on his tongue

Selfish sons with their of cigarettes
out two take your girl with the ticket
Sometimes sane other times not it
at the picket, man your hands theyre freezing

Girls with their pearls on the flex of
It's an half g Marilyns gone loco
Navaho, hi ho
Hey ho, let's go dancing the average joes

We talk with fists and argue with their friends
Always the piss but theyre loyal in the end
But out 'cause theyll steal your girlfriend
Take her the back; she'll come back limping

Girls singing on the bus, fellas kicking up a
Crying out sighs but theyre still dangerous
Oh, is definitely all for you
Living life in the fast and a
it up when you got no game, well, oh
Oh, this is all for you

So when you choke there's a reason being
We leaving the town 'cause we ain't been
Blowing up smoke from the to the ceiling
Making sure nightmares turn up when you're

We all good, we can this way
On the mike everyday, up the country, oh
time in the old city
Who listening and who more?

the girls singing on the bus, fellas kicking up a fuss
Crying out sighs and theyre still dangerous
Oh, this is all for you
Living in the fast lane and a
it up when you got no game
I said, Oh, this is all for you

And how it was they
How the panic subsided after listening to this tape
So, we appreciate your feedback

People who have attacks
Often feel that they should be to deal with them
And indeed the resources you need are already you
It's just sometimes the appropriate responses
To a particular situation are not accessible

Some of them you never made the cut
And young son away wanna be older
Sober as a judge as the slammed shut
Three full and a yes for the no sir

Say as you them, "Get up and go, go"
Say, "Hello, waddy wa wo wo"
never been a better way
Than getting right out of town on Monday

Well, I still wear my old tap shoes, fit
You and me looked years old back
When I was ten whilst boozy
Got woozy with a hoozy, taken

If I ever see again that
Get kicked in the teeth by tone
Well, her dress is ripped and her shoes are
One step, back, drinking potion

singing on the bus, fellas kicking up a fuss
Crying out sighs and theyre still dangerous
Oh, this is all for you
Living life in the lane and a
Give it up you got no game
Well oh, this is all for you