Luyện nghe bài hát Love or Money

The firmament of Town
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 debt to the company
Because his only aspiration
Was getting back girl he had before

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

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

The wars of and property
The Irish and the promised land 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 ketchup to him
Just more Century Fox

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

She his head
She tries his
She his head
Tonight

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

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

One day he was standing just outside her
He was carrying an armload of 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 tried but he not get it down
For truth or
He tried but he not get it down
For or money