Luyện nghe bài hát Making Good

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

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

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

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

Good, be making good
Undertaking new inventions or
Maybe find a cure for some
I can make world hunger cease
Or maybe paint a masterpiece

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

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

Unlimited, my future is
And I just had a almost like a prophecy
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 and what's more
Guess what old bastards here to claim
Credit for his magic of his to say how proud he is of me
For doing things the wizard not even contemplate

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