Luyện nghe bài hát Countdown

The got a job to do
The world is waiting too

They're on a bloodstone calling you a beggar
Waitin' for another in open cars
The presence of the men a bad vibration
countin' dollar bills and they're workin'
On the countdown

I'm all around and I'm waitin' for the lyrics
They gotta be cool, gotta the critics
Sign of all across the edges
Maybe too and my pencil scratches

Meanwhile X is from Miami
Another perfect deal was in open cars
I care 'cos I'm much too busy
I have to write my
And I'm for the final countdown

It's jut a matter of
We're only waitin' for the end of the
And we got nothing to
We're only of the monsters we curse

It's just a matter of
We can be we'll be doin' our worst
And waiting for the countdown

Another solo is coming

We're sittin' all and we drink our lage
Thanks to God we got no
What is to do when you're looking for pleasure
Somehow we gotta lose the

We're sittin' on a blood stone, worker, and beggar
I don't a damn, I want my open car
God has turned to money, is a Liqueur
I'd rather get my done
And party for the countdown

It's jut a matter of
We're waitin' for the end of the world
And we got to lose
We're only servants of the we curse

It's just a matter of
We can be we'll be doin' our worst
And we're for the countdown

The 4, 3, 2, 1