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
He's in to the company store
his only channeled aspiration
Was getting back that girl he had

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

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

The of pride and property
The rebel Irish and the land Jew
Fighting behind his eyes and over
Wounded in action and no ceasefire in

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

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

She his head
She tries his
She his head
unknowingly

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

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

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

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