Luyện nghe bài hát GREEDMAN

Greedman, so
Greedman, I you've lost your mind
You're but a landmine in the fields of love
You call yourself
You yourself untouchable
You see yourself
But the mirror says
Looking very closely we see a clown
All dressed looking real fake always putting down

to my reason
There's no room for treason
There's just a few more left for the kill
You'll do for dollars
Kill everything for
Do everything to shower you colleagues with
And when it's all over all of you be sucked under
You better run for cover 'cause there's left to hide

You make lie
for a dollar
But ten fold will come back in your hour
And it's all over a third will be sucked
The rest will be nestled shelters of sand
All you about is money
All you care is glory
All you care is that dirty, filthy cash



Greedman, alright...