Luyện nghe bài hát Congratulations

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

Out with a
not a blaze of glory
You look down your temple
As endeavor to make it a story
And a marble word
But all is lost if it's never

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

I'll keep dreams
You pay for me
As as it seems
I'd rather dissolve than have you me
The ground may be moving
But I tied my boots to a mast

The difference is
You throw it in cauldron
Rust and veneer, and dawn
Steinways and
You with a simple stock of all the waste
And to taste

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