Luyện nghe bài hát Total Ringo

That's clean, this mild and meek
I launch it with a poker, no danger for a weekend
It opens its mouth, there's no words, a squeak
I can launch it with a poker, no joker for a

bong, the weekday
Bing bong, no
Here a sweet freak

How fools do you get in the school
Of an county classroom?
All the going on inside your bill bong
There's no room, it's just art room

You try very hard to get right
To imitate some kind of life
A matter of fact, without any
You can go on back you, you shouldn't have burn

bong, no danger
Bing bong, the freak

mothers, switch on the cooker
Get the hillbillies , set out to bugger
Sweet pen and ink
How do you make a think?

Christmas, I said, not to speak then
Happy Christmas, it's next week then
And you swear, you naughty
What in your bed, is got to be a geek Ted

Bing bong, the
bong, no danger

How many fools do you get in the
Of an English [Incomprehensible]?
All the things going on your built bomb
There's no room, it's just art room

freak, pen and ink
How do we get these [Incomprehensible] dogs to
Sweet pen and ink
dangerous to let the freaky dink in

Chopper up, cooker, give me smother
I can't stand the thought of the dwarf a mother

Is this love, man, it's hate
If you put it on the table, be to late
Is this love, man? No, it's hate
It can't be simple, it's there on a plate

Is this man? No it ain't
Is this love, No, it's pure hate
Is love, man?