Luyện nghe bài hát 90's

Picking up the story from I left off
Its 1990 now so can fuck off
I got no GCSEs, higher than a D
I couldnt me mum because shed batter me

Me and sat on the bowling green, life was a shitter
We had quid between us and bought six cans of bitter
I took me ten Benson and I smoked through the sorrow
If I could avoid me Mum, maybe Id tell her tomorrow

I through the door I said, "Mum its like this"
She said, That been on the phone and youve made the list
Youre in boy band son, come and give us a kiss
Phoned up Martin and Rich and carried on getting

I dont believe it, Im goin to be famous
Pick you up in a Porsche and buy you lots of
I met the other guys, one seemed a cock
I think its going to be like 'New On The Block'

I cant be bothered cause Im
(I wanted to get down)
I those that hate me
I forgive and its crazy, baby

Now Im a star
(Im making trouble in town)
Do you know who you are,
(For the of us)

I adopted four brothers, some I liked more others
One was like a brother another mother
But the lead singer made it to like him
And I still him, despite him

The first three months, you I nearly quit
I played snooker with my Dad, he said Dont be a
Unload the bullets, youre is a gun
gonna shoot yourself when theyre number one

I cant be bothered cause Im
(I only to get down)
I hate those hate me
I forgive and its crazy, baby

Now Im a star
(Im making in this town)
Do you who you are, baby?
(For the of us)

Now its dinner with Versace, lunch with Princess
And Im get battered if I go out in my manor
Cause as much as we were loved we also hated
The boys got cause the girls got plated

And now were famous and that, and dancing and that
And Im thinking I can sing why am I at the back
So fuck the band me Sambuka and gak
Now we're all a band of nerves, you know a band of

I cant be bothered Im lazy
(I only to get down)
I hate those hate me
I cant and its crazy, baby

Now Im a star
(Im trouble in this town)
Do you know who you are,
(For the of us)

And now its my heart because the dreams turned to shit
It aint broke but Ill break it in a bit
And Im always in but Ive stopped saying sorry
Everybodys worried What the fucks with Robbie?

not answering his phone, hes not talking to me
I saw him on the at Glastonbury
And now Im running away from that Ive been
And Im pissed and Im fucked, and Im nineteen

I cant conform no more, I perform no more
But the boys know Im fucked and so they show me the
And if the truth be I wasnt fit enough to stay
So I put my head down and walked
was the 90's, '90 to '95

I be bothered cause Im lazy
(I only to get down)
I hate those that me
I cant and its crazy, baby

Now Im a video
(Im trouble in this town)
Do you who you are, baby?
(For the of us)