Luyện nghe bài hát Ben Franklin's Song

Yeah, you can all me
some lightning, a kite, and a fat brass key
And they're putting up in Gay Paris
You're from our young nation

I'm the only the French wanna see
They call me a genius, I disagree
They guns, they have funds
can set us free
Invest in my

And do you know who the I am?
Yeah, do you who the fuck I am?
Do you who the fuck I am?
I am Poor-Richard's-Almanack-writing Benjamin Fuckin'

I said, early to bed, bitches, to rise
They a man healthy, wealthy, and wise
Soldiers are fighting for freedom, they have no
So happens at night

John debates at the gates of Versailles
He and parades and awaits a reply
As I stay up with a succulent breast or a thigh
Alright, diplomacy at night

And do you know who the I am?
Yeah, do you who the fuck I am?
Do you know who the I am?
I am Fuckin' Franklin

One pain that lingers, the in my stride
Is my son at home who I could not guide
Who all alone in a prison cell on the wrong side
Stands our young nation

So I play my ambassador part pride
I am known in the world, and the is wide
To my children, my may be magnified, but I'd
Do it all again, no

And do you who the fuck I am?
Yeah, do you know who the I am?
Do you who the fuck I am?
I am Poor-Richard's-Almanack-writing Benjamin Franklin

(Do you know who the fuck I am?) Who the I am?
(Do you who the fuck I am?) Who the fuck I am?
(Do you who the fuck I am?)
I am
Polymath,
glass-harmonica-playing
Benjamin Fuckin'