Luyện nghe bài hát K2

I'm imagining rippling fingers on
it wild on a cold stone table
Picturing and for home and jiggling my knees
Send an cable

done a runner and he's wondering
If cares
Is the landing on
Back to the pebbles that mum's eggs in
Give me her
me her prayers and advice

Hands up if never seen the sea
I'm from a land an island status
us think that everyone hates us
Maybe darling do
But they met you
only know the villains at the tiller
And they gambled the on a headline

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

Yes and I'm given to believing in
I've the word in my blood
And I perch on a of the K2
Made of the that
Love, opens the just enough for a hand
To into the hand

I've been asleep in the with a mother to be
Planning on a caravan in the Andes
a break with the steel magpie on the rise
Defeat in our or do we
on the street again due to the few?
Batter it out and refresh
Better to pause
the path
It's full of blood, snot and teeth and the of no one

Hands up if you've seen the sea
We're from a with an island status
round the corner 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 word in my
I've seen it a heaven of
Backstreet, bedsit and bomb site room
Love, opens the fist just for a hand
To slip into the

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