Luyện nghe bài hát When The Whistle Blows

Oi ref, you saw his left leg
Clipping Ryan in the box, a red
He was one on one with the
Have a word the linesman flagging on your left

I mean they be playing with 10 men
He was well past the line, past
the fuck are they saying?
Come on, the delay?

Send him off to the, the
What do you he was fucking offside?
you flippin' opened your eyes?
He was through on the

And his right foot to score in the top to equalize
Ref, he be taking the spot kick
Are you a fucking
You was away, mate, give us a break

We don't take it out of your
That's out of order, ref, how come?
You were quick to him, what has he done?
What do you mean for dissent and recent
I was just having some fun?

He just shakes his head and fucking away
There's 10 left, it's always his way
Every time met, he's fucked up the day
Without the referee, be a fairer game

It's sense lads, fucking common sense
All the fucking balls on offense
Defense, defend, we've got 20 to go till the end
What is the playing at?
Stay on your line, Matt stay on his back

Fucking tackle, what do you your ankle?
Ref's your leg, I can see from this angle
That's not a fucking card, off, never
not fucking hurt, he's trying to be fucking clever
Hold tongue, Paul, son, keep it together

Or that be you in the fucking black book
And that's far from a fucking look
We dropped down the drain, getting some hooks
Fuck's sake, is he off? Or is he off the
Only a fucking caution, nearly had me

But a kick in our direction
Right at the of the box we'll need protection
Oh shit, El Guerro takes it in
Come on boys, out your fucking selection

He places the ball, then takes six steps back
There's a hole in the wall, someone fill the gap
If he fucking scores, I'll be facing the
Not to mention my head in the sun getting

Fucking keeper, keep on your toes
He's swing it up in the corner, here he goes
On your son, shit, I can read his flow
curling, it's curling, don't let it go

Oh fuck no, I knew it
I knew it, we've gone and blew it
At 5 on the we had the game in the bag
Was winning the nag, now heading out
have had the right idea
We're scratching our in doubt

I've gone down the drain and another
When me and the lads all meet the Flushing Dam
2 minutes left, might as well check the now
Who? Us? When? I mean who got fouled?

A fucking penalty, now we're in with a
I cant it, come on, Jase, do us proud
Come on mate, come on mate, to your
To left mate, come on, you can do it
What the f, what the, the fuck's wrong with this TV?