Luyện nghe bài hát Love or Money

The firmament of Tinsel
Is strung tungsten stars
Lot's of forty successes
He says, "Where's my own hour?"

the well kept secret of the underground
He's in to the company store
Because his only channeled
Was getting that girl he had before

He's got stacks and stacks of words that
Describing what it is to
He's got some just for laughs, he's got for love
That mainline to his

Some to a little light
On you and on me
to shed a little light
On a story

The wars of and property
The rebel Irish and the promised Jew
Fighting his eyes and over seas
Wounded in action and no ceasefire in

Brave reporters bring the battles
But tonight that box
more bang-bang ketchup color to him
Just more Century Fox

All because that ghostly girl haunting
out of reach outside his bed
She kicks the off of his sleep
For the clumsy he said

She commands his
She tries his
She his head
unknowingly

Vaguely she floats and
Blown in like a curtain on the wind
She's nebulous and
He wonders where been

He grabs at the air because nothing there
Her evasiveness him now
With long legs, lonely legs
Bruised from into things

One day he was standing outside her door
He was carrying an of bright balloons
She just
She said she heard him
And she teased him for the

"Is one the moon, clown
Tied to a for me?"
He but he could not get it down
For truth or
He tried but he could not get it
For love or