Luyện nghe bài hát Accidentally 4th Street (Gloria)

Well, we're looking at the cover, spending all our
Just staring at the
Well, look on the cover wasting all our time
Some psuedo-fascist hero
Well, that's no for a human being
That man is not a or saint
When in deepest America
Grown men weep at the of his name
So it goes...

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

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

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