Luyện nghe bài hát Making Good

That hatchet-faced hag who's at me with a sneer
I see her
Those giggling girls the whispers they want me to hear
I don't hear

The boy the spitball behind me
If I suddenly turn, oh look, lost his nerve
Right now, I'm their prey, now, I'm their quarry
But there'll a day, they all will be sorry
And will be all that they deserve

At long, long last, I'm my way out of here
Erase the past, as of today, clean and clear
Today I my quest to find my special destiny
Do more than just the I could

'Cause in my gut I know I can do great
I don't what yet but when I'm through, just you wait
When they see what I've they'll tell me you're so wonderful
We wish back we'd understood, you'd be making good

Good, I'll be making
Undertaking new inventions or
Maybe find a cure for disease
Maybe I can make world cease
Or else maybe paint a

Something that astounds, that amazes
Something that has everybody my praises

At long, long last I'm taking my at my own life
Just watch how I'm going to learn how to fly
Just watch the strike and when they see what I can do
All Oz will love me like they in all likelihood
Once I'm good

Unlimited, my is unlimited
And I just had a vision almost like a
I you can call me crazy and true the vision's hazy
But I someday there'll be a celebration throughout Oz
That's all to do me, you'll see

Oh, at long, long last they're cheering my name and more
Guess what old bastards here to claim
Credit for his magic child of his to say how he is of me
For doing things the wizard could not even

So you can go ahead and laugh your sides are aching
But if I do half the I feel waking
You'll be cheering I am finished making good
No, not making good, great