Luyện nghe bài hát Country House

City dweller, fella thought to himself
Oops got a lot of money
in a rat race terminally
I'm a professional cynic but my not in it
I'm payin' the of livin' life at the limit
Caught up in the century's
Yes, it on him
gettin' thin, try the simple life

He in a house
A big house in the country
Watchin' repeats
And the food he in the country
He all manner of pills
And piles up analyst in the country
Oh, like an animal farm
That's the rural charm in the

He's got morning glory and life's a different
Everything's jackanory
Touched with his own
reading Balzac, knocking back Prozac
It's a helping hand that makes you wonderfully blind
Oh, it's a century's
For the faint at
A new start, try the simple

He lives in a
A big house in the country
He's got a fog in his
So he needs a lot of in the country
He drink, smoke, laugh
Takes herbal in the country
You should come to no
On the farm in the country
In the country, in the country, in the

Blow, me out, I am so sad, I don't know why?
Blow, me out, I am so sad, I don't know why?

Oh he in a house
A very big house in the
Watchin' afternoon
And the he eats in the country
He takes all of pills
And piles up analyst in the country
Oh, it's like an farm
the rural charm in the country

Oh he in a house
A big house in the country
He's got a fog in his
So he a lot of rest in the country
He drink, smoke, laugh
Takes herbal baths in the
You should come to no
On the animal in the country