Luyện nghe bài hát Countdown

The got a job to do
The Eastern world is too

They're sittin' on a calling you a beggar
Waitin' for deal in open cars
The of the men gives a bad vibration
They're countin' dollar bills and workin'
On the countdown

I'm sitting all and I'm waitin' for the lyrics
They gotta be cool, gotta satisfy the
Sign of warning all the edges
Maybe too pathetic and my scratches

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

It's jut a matter of
We're waitin' for the end of the world
And we got to lose
We're servants of the monsters we curse

just a matter of time
We can be sure be doin' our worst
And waiting for the countdown

Another solo is coming

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

sittin' on a blood stone, worker, boss and beggar
I don't give a damn, I want my car
God has turned to money, is a Liqueur
I'd rather get my done
And for the final countdown

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

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

The 4, 3, 2, 1