Luyện nghe bài hát World Cup Drumming

It's war I yer, I met some fellas.
Who used to love you, but now they don't you.
My favourite cousin, who to mean something.
He me records I've tried to forget.
Like and saunders, he talked for hours.
Through costume dramas, by piranhas.
And rows and rows and and rows of
staring straight at the sun.
But I feel the I'm dead of course.
Enrolled on popular course.
But I can't save nothing but cup drumming.
It stuck in my like it used to mean something.
I feel the I'm dead of course.
Enrolled on popular course.
But I can't save but world cup drumming.
And I polish it day.
It's war I yer, on fortune-tellers.
On charges, you always were the hardest.
Me brother, who used to be taller.
He played me records, I'll only once.
war.