Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody's on the Phone

Message in a
of a drum
Smoke signals and
Make the hum

But all ancient history
Like bongs and Logs
Now we like the Jet sons
In a wacky fog

Talkin', squawkin',
Who knows if gettin' through

Toasters to crack berries
to Bombay
Teenage schemes and dreams
As minutes away

We act like people
to ourselves
Crashing in conversation
Still that shit off the shelf

The information
Crawled up a L.A. traffic jam

Everybody's on the
So and all alone
From the boy to the socialite
We all the satellites

Won't you me with your master plan?
You're and clear but I don't understand
I'm a explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the

Do you dialing up?
Yes, I remember
Now I just can't go
Without my cell

I think I might die
If I miss at all
Text me, me an e-mail
Ring me up, give me a

I'm ADD on AOL and to read
The on the wall

Everybody's on the
So and all alone
From the pizza boy to the
We all salute the

you text me with your master plan?
You're loud and clear but I don't
I'm a digital explorer in analog
And everybody's on the

Now I'm a jungle jump up, I'm a megahertz man
I swing tree to tree on the very latest plan
On the download and the
On every major city the land

I got my Marley on my ring
Get up, stand up, out
Touch somebody

on the phone
So and all alone
the pizza boy to the socialite
We all the satellites

Won't you me with your master plan?
You're loud and but I don't understand
And I'm a digital explorer in analog
And on the phone

And I'm a digital in an analog roam
And everybody's on the