Luyện nghe bài hát Twelve Tone Tune / King Of The Hill

I'm on a rail
Letting my eyes over the plain
I'm laughing on my
Feeling like a captive on a chain
Watch the people pick up
Big boss man his whip
It's serious but we laugh to keep from
out the company line
Everything just fine
He says he cares me but he's lying
Up, up in the big
The of the hill.

I'm the boss man
to his sister with the dirty hands
They sit, at the rules
Wishing they could lose me as as they can
He's got me in the rig
He thinks I took his gig
People say they've got the rigged
His daddy him everything
A job and a and his earring
Why does he that I'm so threatening, so bad
And up, up in the big
of the hill
And there, driving the big cat, king of the

I'm over in my
bugs, sweat stains rolling down my face
I'm trying not to
Knowing got to roll out of this place
Watch the pick up bricks
King of the with his nightstick
up in accounting tricks
Throw a bone to the hicks
Got some candy, take a
Great white hope, bricks
Time to let us all the wealth
Getting coffee for the big
Hand in his pants at the skin
Lots of poisons, take pick
Mama, mama, come quick
like I'm getting sick
Have you any nervous tics
I'd better take care of myself
And up, up in the big
King of the
And there, the big cat
King of the