Luyện nghe bài hát Chicken Wings

Well, I always
You'd take the and not the skis

Always you'd take the stilts and then your knees
When God gave you the sky, I knew you'd take the
Son, you've grown those chicken wings, you can't fly

They anchored our yacht to ocean bed
Chained our ideal home to shed
Clamped our racing car we sat in driver's seat
Tied our shooting and wrapped them round a tree

We could've Einstein, could've courted Marx
We could've gone for strolls other families do in parks
Son, you were a dud in a family without sparks
Yes, got those chicken wings, you just can't fly

The chequered flag losers despise
Never flew in our port or harbored in our
'Cause we always formed that for second prize
This family's got those chicken wings, we can't fly

Our winning tickets up into shreds
The tale of this is its heads
We're on a pogo stick without any springs
It hurts me to admit this but got those chicken wings

Yes, you've got those wings and all the luggage
That the failure brings is a swallow flying high that
Look got those chicken wings, he may as well die