Luyện nghe bài hát Surfin’ Act

Without feigning fickle
We don't go to college
With a sound ska education and ska sound a mention
We're the worm in tequila
We're Santa only real-er
a big red sack, chock full cool tunes
People in our town, they know who we
Los cap ska
LOS CAP SKA!
Los cap ska
LOS CAP SKA!
So it's criminal
I wanna see the women all wave your in the air

Byron doesn't to me
up in the ACT
Bondi matter to me
up in the ACT

I've a hotter disposition a Swedish sex position
And a to freedom but no pills cause we don't need em
We're the cheeky rascals
We like ska parcels
When we (rock) this (this) house like the stones
People in our town, they know who we
Los cap ska
LOS CAP SKA!
Los cap ska
LOS CAP SKA!
So subliminal it's
I wanna see the all wave your hands in the air

Bells doesn't matter to me
up in the ACT
Broulee doesn't to me
up in the ACT

When come to see us
just can't hide it
They're Big Kev except twice as excited
We're 4th wave, but we're not
We're Australian but not fucking idle
With a hotter brass section than a store
And a marketable look they call next door'
something you get high on
Like cupcakes Byron
no shoulder to cry on
We're the white boys Zion

don't mean nothing to me
up in the ACT
Coogee don't mean to me
up in the ACT