Luyện nghe bài hát Travis

I'm not a but I am
I served my time in
I've got three jobs, is one
I wish that I'd kept my gun

This going down the tubes
I can't to pay my dues
Unless got some sponsorship
For Christ sakes,

get sick
Don't old
be poor
Do what you're

Yeah, are you Europe?
Well so am I, I here in 1955
Half American, half
Same day a will came
And wash the

The CIA, the KGB
It's all the same
The whole damn country's on the
You better your kids

get sick
Don't old
be poor
Or
Do what you're told

Keep the meter
we reach our destination
The reaper isn't coming
been otherwise detained

With practice
And his occupation
Behind the wheel of his cab
Thats me insane

They took 4,000 on a bus ride
'em dribbling at the seaside
Where the sun keep them warm
a guy a uniform

They live out on the now
Theyre waiting till your car breaks
Don't take the dream to bed
One of these days you'll up dead