Luyện nghe bài hát Surfin’ Act

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

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

I've a hotter disposition than a Swedish sex
And a 40-ounce to but no pills cause we don't need em
We're the cheeky little
We deliver ska parcels
When we rock (rock) (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

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

When come to see us
They just hide it
They're like Big Kev twice as excited
We're 4th wave, but not tidal
Australian but we're not fucking idle
With a brass section than a lingerie store
And a marketable look they call 'boy next
We're something you get on
cupcakes from Byron
Ain't no to cry on
We're the white boys from

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