Luyện nghe bài hát Space Cadet

Why do you work through your
Hear I say slap on, go and slap on your hand break.
Why do you carry things way to
If you stood on a bridge, bridge you're
to pay a levy.

Heading to an coffin.
Is driving you? Deep under your skin.
Now blowing that's mixed with nicotine.
So maybe you're not and bone but
kind of machine.

The body needs to refresher.
All brand new racing cars need to stop tyre pressure. I'll drop a
gear want a blow out.

Honest days and honest pay.
Yet you took a shotgun.
And just blew those words away.
I believe you're a total cadet.
Listen to tomorrow there will be less of me than a silhouette.