Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Morning

I got rules, and I 'em
I got laws, I make 'em
I got a chance, and I don't know I'm doing
I got rules, so I 'em
I don't have friends, I don't 'em
And I think of what I'm doing and I don't wanna do it any
all denial
You run a
I got to do
But I don't get far and you won't fit that you
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I
I got
I don't them
I got
I make them
They don't
You fake them
I got
You can't them
is a weird thing
It's out of sight
It's like through fog at night
It's always out of
the thing you can't teach
Fog is out of
I've got
It's like the fog at
It's just out of reach
the thing you can't teach
Like the fog at night, always out of reach
But in your sight
But what I do is not thunder
And by Sunday, I got nothing
But I do is not like thunder
And by Sunday, I got nothing
(I've got ambition)
(I've got ambition)
(I've got ambition)
Sunday morning, your
Sunday papers, have
dinner, with your
Kids and your wife, it's
Sunday morning, read
Sunday papers, with
Christmas on
Fifteen-colour
Sunday morning, with
Sunday papers, have
dinner, with your
Kids and your second wife,
Sunday morning, read
Sunday papers, with
Christmas on
supplements
(I've got ambition)
Sunday morning, with
papers, have your
Sunday dinner, your
Kids and your wife, it's
(I've got ambition)
Sunday morning, your
papers, with your
Christmas on
Fifteen-colour
(I've got ambition)
Sun, sun, on me
Sun, sun, on me
Sun, sun, on me
Sun, sun, on me