Luyện nghe bài hát Love or Money

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

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

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

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

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

reporters bring the battles home
But tonight inside box
Just more bang-bang ketchup to him
more Twentieth Century Fox

All because that girl comes haunting
Just out of reach his bed
She the covers off of his sleep
For the things he said

She his head
She his sanity
She demands his
unknowingly

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

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

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

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