Luyện nghe bài hát It's the Phone

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

Ah, the of music all around
Short little beeps cut the din
I've come to that Motorola sound
Not or violin
I know Ludwig would be so
That "Fur Elise" could beep so
Rossini too and and Bach
And and Rachmaninoff inoff, enough.

Hold the fries, keep eyes on the road somehow
Pretty awkward to talk on the phone now
To the whims if the Tower Gods I bow
And I hope the local allow.

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