Luyện nghe bài hát Screw You

I was a boy I had a lot of fun
I lived by the sea, I was a son
My mother she was a fisherman's
She was scrubbing floors most of her

said screw you
I ain't got nothing to
I could a matchbox
With the I use

you
I ain't got nothing to
I paper a matchbox
the money I use

At the I attended, I got into fights
I was in an alley on a cold winter night
The teachers less for the blood in our veins
They got of their thrills out of using a cane

They said you
Oh, you bloody young
I could get sense
Out of the back end of a

you
Oh, you bloody young
I get more sense
Out of the back end of a

So you see there's men who get paid for slaves
And men who get paid for free
And there's men behind bars who pray for the
And men in the suburbs who for the night
And all trying to climb to the top of the mine
And all of say most of the way screw you

I worked in the from seven till nine
Tears in my nearly drove me blind
Trying to make that weren't even there
Taking hell from a foreman with the build of a

He said you
This is all you'll do
the only existence
For like you

you
This is all ever do
the only existence
For like you

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