Luyện nghe bài hát Surfin’ Act

Without feigning fickle
We don't go to music
With a sound ska and ska sound worth a mention
We're the worm in your
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 subliminal it's
I wanna see the women all your hands 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 40-ounce to freedom but no pills cause we 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 it's criminal
I wanna see the women all wave your in the air

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

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

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