Luyện nghe bài hát 50,000

Another in the paper today
One more for the list of those who've already
one of our comrades is taken down
Like so many of our calling

We our anecdotes, our commentary
Or we sing his in some sad tribute
While the tabloids are a story of kiss and tell
he's no longer able to deny or refute

50,000 voices rising every he'd sing
And word he ever wrote reflecting back to him

How well I remember the stadiums we
And the lights sweeping a sea of 50,000 souls we'd face
A serious drug that you could never
Or one that you couldn't imagine you'd replace

We flew like kites on the of amphetamine
only to a bass line and a snare drum beat
But what did any of it mean?
When there's a philosophy in reflection and defeat

50,000 voices rising every he'd sing
And every word he ever reflecting back to him
Still believing that old lie, the one that own face betrays
Rock stars don't die, they only fade away

Reflecting now on my own
Inside this I've made of myself
I'm a little better today
Although the mirror is telling me something else

These of stress, one bloodshot eye
The pallor of a troubled ghost
Where did I put my spectacle
I'm half blind and as as any post

50,000 hands are raised to a man that's like you and me
We create the gods we can and them immortality
Still believing that old lie, the one your own face betrays
stars don't ever die, they only fade away