Luyện nghe bài hát Love or Money

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

He's the kept secret of the underground
in debt to the company store
Because his channeled aspiration
Was getting back that he had before

He's got stacks and stacks of words rhyme
what it is to lose
He's got some just for laughs, he's got some for
That to his blues

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

The wars of and property
The Irish and the promised land Jew
Fighting behind his eyes and over
Wounded in and no ceasefire in view

Brave reporters bring the battles
But tonight inside box
Just more ketchup color to him
Just more Twentieth Fox

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

She his head
She his sanity
She demands his
Tonight

Vaguely she and lacelike
Blown in a curtain on the night wind
nebulous and naked
He wonders where she's

He at the air because there's nothing there
Her evasiveness him now
With long legs, lonely legs
Bruised banging into things

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

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