Luyện nghe bài hát I Want to Be a Popstar

Why is it all fakers
Seem to make the papers?
selling records by the million
Seems so in my opinion

Look at the Star
He needs some guts
Playing from seven to
on peanuts

Selling records by the
sold his tenor to make 'em
With artwork by his brother
And notes by his mother

Told what to do, miming to a
While a team of experts make you're looking great
Taking a limo to your own bar
My God, I want to be a

to get on the TV
And go on dates only the pretty
Maybe next year pretend to be gay
I'll sell some records in a flash that way

Makes no difference if I look a nut
Every kid in the world is going to copy my
I'll advertise some trainers, maybe a car
Shrewd product placement will guarantee I'm a

An guy will write my songs
Surely there is wrong
when I'm 22
With a a car and nothing to do

Instantaneous satisfaction it be
Got no need for artistic
With attitude, I'm pretty sure to go far
My God, I want to be a

Maybe it's too easy, to so quickly so far
I want to be a

the middle ground?
It's hard to make a living with you own true
road am I going to tread?
What the would I do instead?

may be no tours in Roma
Or a drug-induced coma
No teenage when show is over
I prefer my women

Maybe I don't what I'm talking about
Sometimes it would be to play a place and sell out
to a gig in my brand new sports car
My God, I want to be a popstar, I to be a popstar

Maybe it's too easy, to move so so far
Who to be a popstar?