Luyện nghe bài hát Driftwood

So he would sulk and drink and
and his arms and hope to die.
And then a fairy one night
to this sorry boy to life.
She pulled strings,
him about, that boy sprang up,
and to shout,
"my arms, my legs, my heart,
my face, are alive"
And she cry, "liar, liar!
have I done?
You're no and I'm no fighter."

The goes on.

So he would buy her and
kiss her to show he was for real.
And she would take gifts and kisses,
just stringing him along.
She about those wooden boys,
it's an love to fill the void.
Pinocchio, oh boy how your has grown.
So he cry, "liar, liar!
I'll it to you."

But it grew.
He had grown of her,
so it was true.
He left her and
he walked all long,
'til he was by the shore of the ocean.
But still he on
amongst the whales and the
and screamed, "liar, liar!"
and his wooden floated away.
He drifted away.

And now I how I was made.
Now I how i was made.
My arms, my legs, my heart,
my face, my is driftwood.