Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody's on the Phone

Message in a
Rhythm of a
Smoke and telegraphs
the airwaves hum

But that's all history
Like bongs and Logs
Now we livin' like the Jet
In a wacky fog

Talkin', squawkin',
Who knows if anybody's through

Toasters talk to berries
to Bombay
Teenage schemes and dreams
As minutes tick

We act like crazy
to ourselves
Crashing cars in
Still that flies off the shelf

The superhighways
Crawled up a L.A. traffic jam

Everybody's on the
So connected and all
the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the

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

Do you dialing up?
Yes, I remember
Now I can't go anywhere
my sacred cell

I think that I die
If I anything at all
Text me, send me an
me up, give me a call

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

on the phone
So connected and all
From the boy to the socialite
We all the satellites

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

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

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

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

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

And I'm a explorer in an analog roam
And on the phone