Luyện nghe bài hát Ugly Head

Oh, I bet your life, you're sick of the
Of those eat in, take out, throw up bars
Love's got to pass your way in time
You smell of prison, smell of
I just didn't want to say I you so

called "Hey yesterday boy"
Take your well worn away from my sight
run like rats from a sinking ship
Leaving you to the night

Now you're known as the last
By the on the make
say, 'You have to eat the hamburger
To appreciate the

You always the sting of words
As children are so
They called you ugly, ugly

When you at school
You've to make the best of things
But it you've given in
call you ugly, ugly head
Something you feel the living sin

Things must feel so
When on your last legs
swimming in the coffee pot

Drowning in the
But you got the sense to die
(Or get a job)
To look into a

Or at the very some kind of God
You something to believe in
I wish it was yourself
Try to summon up the

To rectify ailing health
For there's something round the
Waiting just out of
That'll you feeling low and limp
And to the night

You feel the sting of words
As are so cruel
They called you ugly, ugly

When you at school
You've tried to make the of things
But it seems you've in
They you ugly, ugly head
makes you feel the living sin

Ugly, ugly,
Ugly, ugly,
Ugly, ugly,
head