Luyện nghe bài hát A Song for All Seasons

Well the was out on the street today
All the friends I'd met would have to say
While your records line the
You're fighting yourselves
That's a hell of a lot of for you to pay
Well the word my friend you is on the street
It's on the lips of I meet
While climbin up the chart
Your just fell apart
I guess your just ain't really that complete
You your car with which I was impressed
Well I hear that gonna be repossessed
I thought you had it made
But you ain't paid
For the things you've bought
Since the acid
I you manager skipped town with all your pay
And your singer's bulge turns the censors grey
that's really a doggone shame
But who's there left to
And all you really wanted 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 show
You see I've this tune
And I that very soon
I'll be heard on top 40