Luyện nghe bài hát Surfin’ Act

Without feigning knowledge
We go to music college
With a ska education and ska sound worth a mention
We're the worm in your
We're like only real-er
With a big red sack, full cool tunes
People in our town, know who we are:
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 a Swedish sex position
And a 40-ounce to freedom but no pills cause we need em
the cheeky little rascals
We deliver 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 it's criminal
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 can't hide it
They're like Big Kev except as excited
We're 4th wave, but we're not
We're Australian but we're not fucking
a hotter brass section than a lingerie store
And a marketable look they 'boy next door'
We're something you get on
Like cupcakes Byron
Ain't no to cry on
We're the white from Zion

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