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?"

He's the well secret of the underground
He's in to the company store
his only channeled 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 just for laughs, he's got some for love
That to his blues

Some to shed a 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 behind his eyes and seas
Wounded in and no ceasefire in view

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

All that ghostly girl comes haunting
Just out of reach his bed
She kicks the covers off of his
For the clumsy 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 at the air because there's nothing there
Her stings him now
With long legs, lonely legs
Bruised from banging things

One day he was standing just outside her
He was an armload of bright balloons
She just
She said she heard him
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 could not get it
For love or