Luyện nghe bài hát No Turning Back

We're heading off to Europe for another fucking
Jacko in Scottland, can't understand a fucking
No money in our pockets playing for the punx
at the pubs for the records that we sold
One of shows cancelled, with no money in London
If you think headed home, you got it all wrong

No turning no turning back
No turning back- no back

the fucking ferry to France, off we go
No Ecuasorians allowed, border control with machine
Hiding in the trunk, border has to be crossed
Riot in Parris, gassing all the fucking
Broken down in the mountains, else can go wrong
Playing the Alps, chopping wood to keep us warm
Getting paid wine and bread, freezing in the cold
If you think were home, you got it all fucking wrong

in Italy, pasta punx made us feel at home
Up in Belgium Dirk care of us four drunk punx
Livng in the car, playing after show
Driving Switzerland, I made trouble for us all
No visa, through the woods, cross the border, the punx
5 a.m. show, drunk punx sung all night
Getting paid with chocolate, in the cold
If you were headed home,you got it all wrong

Up in fucking Holland, hanging Antidote
legal grass, Ellen got us all drunk
Shows in Germany, chaos are all drunk
Streetpunx all over, at the shows
Drinking fucking beers, more probles along
Riot police outside all the punx
Getting paid beer and bread, freezing in the cold
If you think were home, you got it all wrong

Touring Europe D.I.Y. freezing in the
If you think headed home, you got it fucking wrong!