Luyện nghe bài hát Country House

City dweller, successful fella thought to
Oops I've got a lot of
in a rat race terminally
I'm a professional cynic but my not in it
I'm the price of livin' life at the limit
up in the century's anxiety
Yes, it on him
He's gettin' thin, try the life

He lives in a
A very big in the country
afternoon repeats
And the food he eats in the
He takes all manner of
And piles up analyst in the country
Oh, it's like an animal
That's the rural in the country

He's got morning glory and a different story
Everything's jackanory
with his own mortality
He's Balzac, knocking back Prozac
It's a hand that makes you feel wonderfully blind
Oh, it's a remedy
For the at heart
A new start, try the simple

He lives in a
A very big house in the
got a fog in his chest
So he needs a lot of rest in the
He drink, smoke, laugh
herbal baths in the country
You should come to no
On the animal in the country
In the country, in the country, in the

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

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

Oh he in a house
A big house in the country
got a fog in his chest
So he needs a lot of in the country
He doesn't drink, smoke,
herbal baths in the country
You should to no harm
On the animal in the country