Luyện nghe bài hát Friends of Mine

Friends of don't have the time for food or wine
Just money is on their
Life is sweet on a street
They're indiscreet and funny, never meet

B-bay, b-bay, b-bay, b-bay, bay,

I gotta get a two-ton
I gotta get a two-ton
I gotta get a truck
I gotta get a truck

I gotta do it to a on a two-ton truck
And fade like Ron Rene
Alright,

You got the magical tour
You got the mystery tour
You got the magical tour
You got the magical mystery

And Kurt is the
And is the Walrus
And the Walrus does funny things to the veins in his arm

And is now a father, alright
And is now a proud father, alright
And my good friend Michael is now a father
And is now a father, alright
And that Michael's wife is a mother, alright

Up the steps of the gallows
Walked the man
And time passes quickly when death is near

After having completed the first
The condemned man knew there were but left
Before he would meet death and his soul leave his body
And after completed the thirteen steps

The man was met by a giant cloaked figure
And with a quick of the wrist, the man was dead
And his left his body and went down, down, down
To a place we laughingly to as hell

But none of us will go there
Because all far too groovy
The man's body was to rot on the gallows
And a great multitude of birds came
And the man's corpse apart

by piece, limb by limb
Until remained
And his blood melted into the below

The gallows was from a tree created by God
The blood dripped into the ground
was created by God
Even the giant cloaked which was the man's own end
Was by God

Even the man's soul which went was created by God
Even the black birds which picked the corpse apart
created by God
And where was

In Flanders Fields, the poppies
Between the row on row
To the dead

To Flanders Fields, the go
To the poppies there below
And their heads

And all friends of mine
Each and every one of
No or no worse
And we'll probably end up down there together it's all over

And why we say
B-bay, b-bay, b-bay, b-bay,

It's all and it's all right