Luyện nghe bài hát The Young Offender's Mum

I'd like to the world to sing
And put an end to suffering if I
With the heart and soul
Of Britain's greatest rock 'n' roll Hood

But your are dim you cannot see
middle name is misery
And like to teach the world to sing
You're gonna get your kicked in

Don't your temper
In the center, son
Just
The offender's mum

All God's snatch a handbag
Spot the and match the grand dad
To the on the news
Count the stitches on the

your sons up with your daughters
Stay at home, drink the water
Intercept all
And blame the

But don't your temper
In the center, son
Just
The young mum

Down the of the church
For the second time in love hurts
This time there's no and bows
She's wearing non fast clothes

The service seems to last for
No one wants to the flowers
On the shoulder of an older
The young offender's

Don't your temper
In the center, son
remember
The young mum