Luyện nghe bài hát Brave New World

Baby's busy hiding in the
if the third world war started yet
I her I was pulling up and heading west
she said she have come but she was overdressed
so I a picture postcard of a midwest bank
she wrote me that she showed it to her new Frank
who noticed in a on the 19th floor
a guy my age about to prove man can't soar
and he would like to know
if I could just check around before I this town
for slow-mo of the tumble down so
This may not be my day
but ain't no golden age
You pretty on the freeway
let's into 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 would you be kind to be our guide?"
The yells "the one in back already tried,
but his memory is rusty and his tied."
glasses and a were by his side but
the tin man was inanimate, the lied
They did not to see me go
but I did not want to be muskateer
plus the gas runs out before the van's in
Please hit me if I do say
but this ain't no age
You looked so on the freeway
let's drive the brave new world...

Buster and his company good in black
looking for a way out of the cul-de-sac
tearing through the phone and the almanac
they all have noses 'cause they sniff shellac
they finally the number of a matador
who up in a Beemer with a pricey whore
but Buster wasn't enough
he'd the door
and rode off sayin' be back before the war
by then the was falling slow
and I did not want to stick around and look old
when I saw you pulling onto my shoulder

This may not be my day
but this ain't no age
You looked on the freeway
drive into the brave new world.