Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Finks Don't Talk

Oh cheeky,
Oh sneaky
You're so
And I wonder how you

But these don't walk too well
A bad of direction
And so they 'round in three's
Such a strange

Oh you chicken
Can those poor teeth take so kicking?
always so charming
As you peck your way up

And these finks don't too well
No
To be a zombie all the
Requires dedication

Oh please sir, you let it go by
'Cause I failed both tests with my legs tied
In my the stuff is all there
I've ever so sad for a very long time

My, my they the works, can you this and that?
I never got a back
fool me, bless my soul
More me, bless my soul
More fool me, my soul

Oh masters
They on disasters
They all so harmless
Till they find way up there

But finks don't talk too well
They've got a shaky sense of
It's not so a living hell
just a dying fiction