Luyện nghe bài hát Accidentally 4th Street (Gloria)

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

All the named Gloria
sweetly out of key
The sun rose in the today
Accidents in the land of the

Well I grew up where they showed you the body
In on the dinner TV
And I've been numbed so
all I can think about is you and me
Children from the best they all have guns and butter
They have their of murder blue
Well it's not such a
When a shopping mall milita point their at you
So it goes....

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