Luyện nghe bài hát A Song for All Seasons

Well the word was out on the street
All the that I'd met would have to say
your records line the shelves
You're amongst yourselves
That's a of a lot of dues for you to pay
Well the word my friend you is on the street
It's on the lips of I meet
you're climbin up the chart
Your band fell apart
I guess life just ain't really that complete
You know your car which I was impressed
Well I hear that it's be repossessed
I thought you had it made
But you ain't paid
For the things you've bought
the acid test
I hear you manager skipped town with all pay
And your singer's bulge turns the censors grey
that's really a doggone shame
But who's left to blame
And all you ever really was just to play
They say your drummer crazy as a loon
Last night found him baying at the moon
As as for your lead
He just up his car
But he should be out of traction very
Well my friend it's for me to go
I just can't be late for my evening
You see I've written this
And I hope very soon
I'll be on top 40 radio