Luyện nghe bài hát Fields Of People

*Wildflowers everywhere
Vibrations flow, things have to change
(Good evening, madam. a recording. Yes.)
Strange new ideas the air
Some leave, others grieve
Some bare but things will change
Old concepts go, new ones
All at once the world begins to again
(..... Hello Bill)
And the grow out of fields
**Fields of
There's no such thing as a
of hatred
Plant them and soon will breed
(Going to the pub, are Evening madam.)
(*repeat)
of people
There's no such as a weed
of hatred
Plant them and soon they will
Fields of
There's no such thing as a
of hatred
Plant them and they will feed
(*repeat)
(There's a bloke out looking for the band)
(**repeat)
(**repeat)
(**repeat)
(Here we are now in Great Street. Ah, good evening sir, I
wonder would you like to come over here and say a few in the
microphone. Oh. It one a bit off balance suddenly to be
interrupted in the street. I got one. Hello, I don't taxi. What I
want is this. You're a tazi driver, and we wanna taxi driver's
on pop music.
I think it's very good mate. Just cause I a bit anciant don't
mean to say I enjoy it.
Good. Toot your and we'll be away.)
(Hold it. One more time, a bit ragged. Try one more. Here we go.)