Luyện nghe bài hát Fool

Apartment in New York, and Paris
Where will we rest, were all on top of it
Its all that we have the U.S.A. is our daily
And no one is to share it

Why cant we see our
Living as have lived
and dismannered, we coax all the time
Knowin' that nothin' is when we die

along fool
A hit of the senses you are disconnected
Its not that its bad, its not its death
Its just on the tip of tongue and you're so silent

Wanting to and laugh all the time
Sitting alone with you tea and crime
with kids and people with parents
Any which way theres no past and no
When the day comes and all of them
Will reveal enchanting

along fool
A direct hit of the you are disconnected
Its not that its bad, its not that its
Its just that it's on the tip of your tongue and so silent

When it's a rut and baby's no
Half of it's misunderstanding
The war we have won, we're again
Within ourselves and our friends

Come along
A hit of the senses you are disconnected
Its not its bad, its not that its death
Its just that it's on the tip of your and you're so silent