Luyện nghe bài hát Three Orange Kisses From Kazan

When my gets up out of my bed
I'm always singing in my
I am
There are people doing what they do
cleaning up the mess for the rest
I'd say their lives are not in their
They're just doing what their demand
I'd say your boss in your hand
And squeeze it until you hear this
I was always having trouble keeping body & soul
I would my chin in my chest
But no one would dig it out
And so put my at rest
Why do never say what they mean?
Why do people repeat what they read?
I'd say are are not in our hands
We're doing what our guts
I say take our in our hands
Before they turn the into sand