Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody's on the Phone

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

But that's all ancient
Like bongs and Lincoln
Now we livin' the Jet sons
In a wacky fog

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

Toasters talk to crack
Boston to
schemes and mobile dreams
As minutes away

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

The information
Crawled up a L.A. traffic jam

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

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

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

I think that I die
If I miss at all
Text me, send me an
Ring me up, me a call

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

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

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

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

I got my on my ring tone
Get up, up, reach out
Touch band

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

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

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