Luyện nghe bài hát You Sound Like Louis Burdett

Had a little bit to
Yeah, there's a little thing I at a do out east
too emotional, my good miss
I couldn't be in a room full of jack-knife eyes
Stop talking 'bout the years, you sound like Burdett

And we roll on to my
some poker, scratch my head
Look at the sky and spot the
Where I go on holidays?
Roll with the punches, the aisles
And down the street the weeks roll by, by

I'm chewing ice and grinning, I'm spewing up and
It's as usual in my corner of the kitchen
Hey you, don't lose friend before we go anywhere
What? might see you alone?
Stop bagging out the band, you sound Louis Burdett

And all my are fuck-ups
But they're fun to around
chairs out on the concrete
Telling to the stars
How Gemini's love Wooden Dragons,
And how down the the weeks roll by, weeks roll by

The moment the night off, the bomb site reappears
They're all asleep but the morning like wine
It tastes like wine in Tempe, I feel so good I just wake him up
Pat him on the bald head, me about a dream Louis
Something obscene Louis, your life's an magazine Louis

I'm stoned in a bookshop, in a nightclub
Sex is everywhere but nowhere 'round me, nowhere
By the time she gets to Marrickville we'll be
Never rains in but the planes remind me of family money
And the lack down
Stop talking frustrated, 'cause I sound like Louis Burdett,

And we roll on to my
Play some poker, my head
Look at the sky and spot the
would I go on holidays?
Roll the punches, down the aisles
And the street the weeks roll by, roll by

Yeah, and all my are fuck-ups
But they're fun to have
Banana out on the concrete
Telling to the stars
How love Wooden Dragons, yeah
And how the weeks by

Most of my friends are fruity indeed, such fun to have around
Terror, like charity begins at
Chris don't like madness, but madness him
He's got a in his chest
Yeah, they're saying how it have been

And we roll on to my
Play some poker, scratch my
Look at the sky and spot the
Where I go on holidays?
with the punches, down the aisles
Down the the weeks roll by

My friends are fucks
But they're fun to have around
Banana out on the concrete
stories to the stars
How Gemini's love Dragons
And how down the the weeks roll by