Luyện nghe bài hát No. 11

So we got this far and still wonderin'
Why we do in our own kinda way
(Why? Why?)

First round knock out, get da out
Why ya understand the way we're actin' all day?
(Die, die)

us strange, give us strait jackets
10 ton chains won't keep us away what we believe so leave
Suspension on our is what you get
And our rage is you will receive

Twinkle, twinkle lil' star, oh, I wonder you are
You can't tell me nothing but I can tell you
I can tell you
(But you get it)

But you get it
But you get it
But you get it
But you get it

Yeah, what's your problem? Tell me
it feel good to get fucked by everybody?
No doe for da ticket, it's so dumb, my friend
again, Mr.Wicked

Second round knock out, stay da out
You won't da way we're actin' all day
(You get it)
All this bullshit makes me sick, to all ya punks, suck my
(You get it)

Twinkle, twinkle, little girl, a black stain in ya intact
All ya cannot reach and all this bullshit cannot teach me
teach me

Twinkle, twinkle, little a black stain in your intact world
All ya envious thoughts can teach me

No. 11