Luyện nghe bài hát Evolution

Cocoa beans, screens,
Things go BANG!
A thousand
in the palm of my hand.

All-wheel, "No deal!"
'n' gas.
The comes down
And then it from a tap.

All around
The and the nouns
The and the noise
All the girls, all the

Descended the apes
to become
Monkeys,
Each his own drum,
With a head of wishes,
A mouth full of
bright spark, out...

Sweet stuff stuff
Things that go
Get it real
Coz never gonna last.

It's a good feel, good
Keeping my
One forward
And the behind.

Your dreams are
That hand that stirring you
Moving, you
you, wearing you

Down from the
to become
Monkeys,
Each his own drum,
With a head of wishes,
And a mouth of kisses

See none, none,
none too,
But it's underneath the
And it to the shoes.

Sit down, up,
to say "please",
When old enough to perish
Then give you the keys.

Your are beautiful
rhythm impeccable
Marching the men
the straw

Descended the apes
to become
Monkeys,
Clanging on drums,
With full of wishes,
Wishes of heading
Down from the
Wound-up to
Monkeys,
Clinging to drums,
With full of wishes,
and wishing...