Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Children

Who's that face on front page
Sticking to my
Empty eyes and a real good
all it takes to sell the news

She got her on Gotham's tongue
But Mama Fame she eats her
And a buck ain't half the price you pay

you got broken children
Shot in and white
wasted lives
And can't wait to go there

Daddy's
Bought a first seat
And they all fly away
On a jet to nowhere
On a jet plane to

Well, I'm at a party at the Taj Mahal
The hanging on the wall
Has got too much in her head

And she too close and grabs my face
And says if you this place
Well, then you to see my bed

She an order to the staff
up for the photograph
It's to know if you should laugh or cry

When you got children
Shot in black and
wasted lives
And they can't wait to go

money
Bought a class seat
And they all fly away
On a jet to nowhere

The Hamptons is a summer
Where little kings chase little
They eat it up like wolverines

And it like
The fabric of their life is sewn
But ripping at the seams

Oh, children
Shot in and white
Chasing lives
And they can't to go there

Daddy's
Bought a first seat
And all just fly away
On a jet plane to

Oh, on a jet plane to
Oh, on a jet plane to