Luyện nghe bài hát Love or Money

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

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

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

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

The wars of pride and
The rebel Irish and the promised Jew
Fighting behind his and over seas
in action and no ceasefire in view

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

All because that ghostly comes haunting
Just out of outside his bed
She the covers off of his sleep
For the clumsy things he

She his head
She tries his
She his head
unknowingly

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

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

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

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