Luyện nghe bài hát K2

I'm imagining rippling on keys
Miming it on a cold stone table
Picturing and wishing for home and my knees
an urgent cable

Dickhead's done a runner and he's
If anyone
Is the landing on
Back to the pebbles mum's eggs hatched in
Give me her
Give me her prayers and

Hands up if you've seen the sea
I'm from a land an island status
Makes us think that everyone us
darling they do
But haven't met you
They know the villains at the tiller
And they gambled the on a headline

Jesus, getting harder to see what they're doing it's done
And they're never make an arrest on Fleet Street

Yes and I'm to believing in love
I've the word in my blood
And I perch on a of the K2
Made of the believers
Love, opens the fist just for a hand
To slip the hand

I've been asleep in the woods with a to be
Planning on a static in the Andes
Making a break with the steel on the rise
in our time or do we
Meet on the street due to the few?
it out and refresh vendetta
Better to pause
Consider the
It's full of blood, and teeth and the glory of no one

Hands up if you've seen the sea
We're from a with an island status
Queuing round the for a pencil and paper

Come the of virii
God send us to a end
With following and swiping at friends
I'll send you a
See you in
In a sweater made of llama wool

Yes and I'm given to believing in
I've written the in my blood
seen it make a heaven of
Backstreet, bedsit and bomb living room
Love, opens the just enough for a hand
To slip into the

Yes and I'm given to believing in
I've the word in my blood
seen it make a heaven of
Backstreet, bedsit and bomb site living
Love, opens the just enough for a hand
To into the hand, to slip into the hand