Luyện nghe bài hát British Intelligence

British Intelligence, they're on back
And they won't catch no one so won't catch me
Three, and right up your back
And you just got sacked, now your money's not

Taking time has won enough
And three to the four when you're really
Too much is never enough, now fired

This is for the cold concrete sold by the
Taxed by a man I'm yet to meet
Pay an army, I'm ready to speak
Memories in 93

And [Incomprehensible] came round last
And told me sick and tired of women

I'm traveling trains delayed in the rain on a Monday morning
Watched by surveillance teams business men live out their
And sleep secretaries
In stockrooms over with coffee and machines

While we're riding
to find a place where they're not watching
her up in the end
To apologize for so drunk and stubborn

British Intelligence, on your back
And they won't catch no one so won't catch me
Three, fours and right up your
And you just got sacked, now your money's not

Taking time has won enough
And three to the four when you're wired
Too much is never enough, now fired

The a selfish son
Travel down the inner to the
He's lurking, cigarettes on
We'll be on the bar that his works in

And, and a lay in the end
Jessie from the west marry up quick
Get lost in the
With a BCG and a finger scan

While the boys from old
their fingers to the bone for the minimum
Man, I was outside calling a
Trying to claim on the money I lent

While were still
to find a place where their not watching
Called her up
cards and camera men

British Intelligence, they're on back
And they won't catch no one so won't catch me
Three, fours and right up your
And you got sacked, now your money's not free

Taking time has won enough
And three to the four when really wired
Too much is enough, now you're fired

He Suzie, would you lose me in trouble?
He Suzie, let's move on the double
Would we, get him in trouble?
He said could we, would we get him in
So would you, we better get him in trouble?
Three weeks down and now you've burst

Intelligence, they're on your back
And they won't catch no one so they won't me
Three, fours and right up your
And you just got sacked, now your not free

Taking time has never won
And to the four when you're really wired
Too much is enough, now you're fired