Luyện nghe bài hát Countdown

The got a job to do
The Eastern world is too

They're on a bloodstone calling you a beggar
Waitin' for another in open cars
The presence of the men gives a bad
They're countin' bills and they're workin'
On the final

I'm sitting all and I'm waitin' for the lyrics
They gotta be cool, gotta the critics
of warning all across the edges
Maybe too pathetic and my pencil

Meanwhile X is from Miami
Another deal was made in open cars
I don't 'cos I'm much too busy
I have to my lyrics
And I'm waiting for the countdown

It's jut a matter of
We're only for the end of the world
And we got nothing to
only servants of the monsters we curse

It's just a matter of
We can be we'll be doin' our worst
And we're for the countdown

Another is coming around

sittin' all around and we drink our lage
Thanks to God we got no
What is left to do when looking for pleasure
Somehow we gotta lose the

We're on a blood stone, worker, boss and beggar
I give a damn, I want my open car
God has turned to money, Jesus is a
I'd rather get my record
And party for the countdown

It's jut a matter of
We're only waitin' for the end of the
And we got nothing to
We're only servants of the monsters we

It's just a of time
We can be we'll be doin' our worst
And waiting for the countdown

The 4, 3, 2, 1