Luyện nghe bài hát Good Grief

So, what would you little maniacs to do first?

Watching through my
Watching my fingers

Shut my and count to ten
It goes in one ear out the
One ear out the
Burning bright right the end
Now you'll be missing from the
Missing from the

through my fingers...
Watching my fingers...

In my thoughts far away and you are whistling a melody
Whistling a
Crystallizing as day, oh I can picture you so easily
Picture you so

What's gonna be of the world if you're not in it
What's gonna be of the world oh

minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I you more!
Every and each misfire
I you, I miss you, I miss you more!

through my fingers
Watching through my

Caught off by your favorite song
I'll be at a funeral, dancing at a funeral
Sleeping in the clothes you
It's such a shame we had to see burn
Shame we had to see burn

What's gonna be left of the if you're not in it
What's gonna be of the world oh

Every minute and every
I miss you, I miss you, I you more
stumble and each misfire
I miss you, I miss you, I you more

You might have to me
I've lost of all my senses
And you have to excuse me
lost control of all my words
So get drunk, call me a fool, put me in my place, put me in my
me up, up off the floor, put me in my place, put me in my place

Every minute and every
I miss you, I you, I miss you more
Every stumble and misfire
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you
Watching through my fingers, watching through my
Cause every and every hour

(I you, I miss you, I miss you more...)