Luyện nghe bài hát Accidentally 4th Street (Gloria)

Well, we're looking at the cover, all our time
Just at the magazine
Well, look who's on the cover wasting all our
Some psuedo-fascist machine
Well, that's no space for a being
That man is not a hero or
When somewhere in deepest
Grown men at the sound of his name
So it goes...

All the girls Gloria
Sing out of key
The sun in the west today
Accidents in the of the free

I grew up where they showed you the body count
In color on the TV
And I've numbed so insensitive
all I can think about is you and me
Children from the best they all have guns and butter
They have share of murder blue
it's not such a wiggy-awesome-good-time
When a shopping mall point their cannons at you
So it goes....

Everyone believes in the stories 'bout the
got enough to eat
And people always keep their eyes to the ground
When a desperate man, he's gotta cling to the
And I swear to myself I will them
I be an upstanding man
But when I walk by and I hear cry
money just sticks to my hand
What's with me!