Luyện nghe bài hát Tora, Tora, Tora

Pay-day and the weekend's here
I've been workin' all tryin' to pay for this gear
Gonna Hell on Union Street
guys and a packet of three
And if I get laid I'll sure die tryin'
Tonight this city's gonna be all

I talk about motorbikes, cars and things
No sophistication or designer
I'm no angel, but I know what I
A little and tumble on a Friday night
I'm like a cornered rat, I gotta
Goodbye baby don't know I'll be home

Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the
Tora, Tora, Tora, out the boys tonight

By eleven I'll be flyin' high
nothing in the world that I won't try
Jimmy got smashed, his trousers off
Barman said, " You boys had enough
the army, get yourself a decent job"
Indecent exposure in a lot

Tora, Tora, Tora, out the boys
Tora, Tora, Tora, out the boys
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the tonight

Tora, Tora, Tora, out the boys
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the tonight

Bundle on the floor, a jaw got bust
Swear to God that it one of us
A seven foot called the police
We got pulled in for the peace
Well if you take a joke
Then there no point in living
Sunday morning I up laughin'

Tora, Tora, Tora, out the boys
Tora, Tora, Tora, out the boys
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the tonight
What d' you

Tora, Tora, Tora, where's my old
Tora, Tora, Tora, my old man?
Tora, Tora, Tora, out the boys
Tora, Tora, Tora, out the boys
Tora, Tora, Tora, out the boys
Tora, Tora, Tora, out the boys tonight

Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the
Tora, Tora, Tora, out the boys
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys