Luyện nghe bài hát A Couple Ideas

The downstairs have alot to say
about the boys that always get their way
There's a loner on the corner and a stoner on the
A who's two faces eyes show lots of empty spaces
Next to a workingman, who intend
to make a in front of his dead end..
If anyone has got the to try him..
The columnist writes his word
he's the flag of all he calls absurd
and the politic, of the town, is working thru a panic
to a clown..
And the never ever boy endeavours on a clever
his motive a locomotive, he'll go till there's nothing else for to

the tracks on end.. and he has got to walk..
It's just an idea i'm tryin to say..
There's more than black and that make up gray..
won't move that's not in my way..
Can't you hear that train, it's comin'
a loud one..
This morning i myself in the eye
it wasn't the only i had to cry..
Someone i is quite misleading, she doesn't go where she's leading
Her present's no longer her past, she's still first class..
Others i know, are all too
in it well known that they've got nothing to fear
Except boss, because, he can fire them..
The unqualified lifes gone up in smoke
now he finds it hard, to a joke..
To the burning of fires and a of tires
a of wires in a circle of liars
The law stretches far, to reach it's
and there's nowhere you can hide when after dark
and you're paranoid, you can be alone..
It's just an idea i'm tryin' to say
more than black and white that make up gray
There's nothin' move that's not in my way
can't you hear train, cause it's comin',
a loud one..
A poet's down, but now he's on the rise
on forbidden he will theorize
On a paradise lost, an cost
A well shined gloss, and a frost
Flying like thru writings in red
are the ghosts of great spirits, both alive and
Standing on the where the bricks are piled high
and the first floor touch the sky..
and looking up, is nothing left to say..
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