Luyện nghe bài hát Brave New World

Baby's busy hiding in the
wonderin' if the third world war yet
I told her I was up and heading west
she said she would come but she was overdressed
so I sent a postcard of a midwest bank
she wrote me that she showed it to her new Frank
who noticed in a window on the 19th
a guy my age about to prove that man soar
and he would also to know
if I could just check around before I left town
for slow-mo of the tumble down so
may not be my best day
but this ain't no age
You looked pretty on the
let's drive the brave new world.

A van pulls up and offers me a ride
the driver lost the map and he was
everybody whispering to his pride say
"son you be kind enough to be our guide?"
The driver yells "the one in back tried,
but his memory is and his vision tied."
glasses and a lubricant were by his but
the tin man was inanimate, the lied
did not want to see me go
but I did not to be another muskateer
plus the gas runs out before the van's in
don't hit me if I do say
but this no golden age
You so pretty on the freeway
drive into the brave new world...

Buster and his company look in black
they're looking for a way out of the
through the phone book and the almanac
they all have dusty noses 'cause they shellac
they finally found the of a matador
who rode up in a Beemer with a pricey
but Buster wasn't quick
he'd lock the
and rode off he'd be back before the war
by then the was falling slow
and I did not to stick around and just look old
I saw you pulling onto my soft shoulder

This may not be my day
but this no golden age
You looked pretty on the
let's drive into the new world.