Luyện nghe bài hát Electro Gypsy

There he is - the Gypsy;
In his caravan, the future man.
See him play a upon his Yamaha,
A won't do, they are too old school!

Watch him door to door,
pegs and lucky heather,
Dropping electric beats,
Wearing trousers of leather.

Yamaha
Yama
Yamaha
Moog and a

he is - the Electro Gypsy;
He stands motionless he drops a melody,
Plays music long into the night,
'til his bleed - well, that's alright.

him going door to door,
Selling pegs and heather,
Dropping fine beats,
Wearing made of leather.

Yama
Yamaha
Yama
and a Casio

There he goes - the Gypsy;
Everywhere he goes he to take a generator,
is not what he craves, my friend -
It's just the means to his end.

There he is - the Electro
In his caravan, it's the man.
See him play a tune his Yamaha,
A guitar won't do, are too old school!

Watch him going to door,
Selling pegs and heather,
Dropping electric beats,
trousers made of leather.

Yama
Yama
Yamaha
Moog and a

Yama
Yama
Yamaha
Moog and a

Yamaha
Yama
Yamaha
Moog and a

Yama
Yama
Yama
and a Casio

Yama
Yamaha
Yama
Moog and a

Yamaha
Yama Yamaha(there he is - the Gypsy)
Yama
Moog and a

Yamaha
Yama Yamaha(there he is - the Gypsy)
Yamaha
and a Casio.