Luyện nghe bài hát 3WW

[Gus

There was a lad
out one morning
The to be his bed
The sky his

Newman:]

Neon, neon,
Blue neon lamp in a midnight country
Cows surround so you on, lean on
So much your heart's become fond of

Newman + Gus Unger-Hamilton:]

Oh these worn words
Oh, let me whisper like the rubbing
Of tourists in
I just want to you in my own language

[Joe

Well that of sex
Good like wood
The wayward lad laid
To two busty from Hornsea
Who left a note in ink

[Ellie

Girls above say 'Hi' (Hi)
The road erodes at five per year
Along east coastline
Was this first time?
Love is a button we pressed
Last by the campfire

Newman and Ellie Rowsell:]

Oh these three words
Oh, let me whisper the rubbing hands
Of in Verona
I just want to you with my own language