Luyện nghe bài hát Congratulations

Dead in the
It's not a vacation
The sons and daughters of city
demonstrations
It's a sink or swim
When all is well if the ticket

Out a whimper
It's not a of glory
You look down your temple
As people to make it a story
And chisel a marble
But all is lost if it's heard

But got someone to make reports
That tell me how my money's
To book my stays and my blinds
So I can't tell really there
And all I need's a great big

I'll keep your
You pay for me
As strange as it
I'd rather than have you ignore me
The may be moving fast
But I tied my boots to a mast

The is clear
You it in your cauldron
Rust and veneer, and dawn
Steinways and
You start a simple stock of all the waste
And salt to

But damn my luck and these friends
keep on combing back their smiles
I save my grace half-assed guilt
And lay down the quilt the lawn
Spread my and soak up congratulations