Luyện nghe bài hát It's the Phone

It's the phone, get the phone, there's a call
Fish it out, press the button right now
Anytime, anywhere there's a phone
We will answer and talking real loud
In their odes to Joy and Jesus, do you think they foresaw
pieces in our wireless devices
All across the planet? blah, blah blah, blah.

Ah, the strains of music all
Short little cut through the din
I've come to love that Motorola
Not or violin
I know Ludwig be so proud
That "Fur Elise" beep so loud
too and Brahms and Bach
And Mozart and inoff, enough.

Hold the fries, your eyes on the road somehow
Pretty awkward to talk on the right now
To the if the Cell Tower Gods I bow
And I the local laws allow.

It's so crowded, you're so loud it's deaf guy you're talking to
All of us on this Hertz bus to turn our backs to you
impinging, see us cringing, dirty looks aimed at your head
Not of it but I admit I wish your battery was dead...