Luyện nghe bài hát The Teachers Are Afraid of The Pupils

There's too many
your downfall
When your spirit's on
nights can be frightening

Sleep transports
To other mid-brain
And somebody
Will not be here year

So you stand by the
Full of and intention
And if you think that they're
Well, you've got to be

Oh, you change
And you think it's
But your profession
Is

Say the wrong to our children
We'll have you, oh yes, we'll you
Lay a hand on our
And never too late to have you

Mucus on your
A nail up the staff chair
A blade in soap
And you cry your pillow

To be finished be a relief
To be finished be a relief
To be finished be a relief
To be finished would be a
To be would be a relief
To be finished be a relief

Say the wrong word to our
We'll have you, oh yes, we'll you
Lay a on our children
And it's never too late to you

To be finished be a relief
To be would be a relief
To be finished be a relief
To be finished would be a
To be finished would be a
To be finished would be a

I'm very the spring has come
The sun shines out so
birds upon the trees
Are singing for