Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody's on the Phone

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

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

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

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

We act like people
Talking to
Crashing cars in
Still that shit off the shelf

The superhighways
Crawled up like a L.A. jam

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

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

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

I that I might 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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