Luyện nghe bài hát World War Two Boy

Hey War II boy
Foreboding fodder
Forelock missing your luck
Keeps you up at

Mare's tangles both your feet
Drags you down helplessly a fake
Tombstones piling up your last
We all wait for give us a break, give us a break

Sashay, sashay the sarcasm
Stalking, skulking the sargassum

Planning revenge on friends
Planning revenge on your
Planning revenge on your

calendery search is nearing the end
Your scientific has a satirical twinge
Outside you yourself to be
Inside you already see, already see

Outside you change to be
Inside what you see, already see