Luyện nghe bài hát Language City

Language is a bad, old place
We all
Where eyeballs in space
We all

We were tired, we sleep
crowded here, none of us leave
Language don't mean a thing to me

Audiences, the same program is on
I'd infer, it's to avoid the law
When your wakes up and sees
Shut the and block out the street
Language City don't a thing to me

All working
Just to it down
All this
to tear it down

Language City is a bad, old
We all
Eyeballs in space
We all

We're tired, we can't
crowded in the street
Language City don't a thing to me

I been here so long my heart is a lot
Hollow rooted to the spot
But the are beyond belief
From out to where I can see
Language City don't a thing to me

All working
Just to it down
All this
Just to tear it

On the
On the
On the
counting the hours
In a room
In a paper
In a paper
counting the hours

Know I it's true
above this room
Somebody's the hours
The
The
The

Oh the bitter road
Let us
Oh the telephone
There's no one

We are not at
We are not at
We are not at
We are not at
We are not at
We are not at

We are not at
We are not at
We are not at
We are not at
We are not at
We are not at

Hang on the
Hang on the
on the telephone
Hang on the