Luyện nghe bài hát Mozart's Money

Where the did it go?
They say he spent it all on and women
But even
I know a guy who wrote a for Garth Brooks
And now he's got it for life
But Mozart never really a lot of money,
And what I tell my wife.
I'd like to know what happened to
portfolio
Maybe he it up in that crypt
his good friend Fortunato
I know a guy who knows Stephen
be a sheik in the afterlife
But Mr. Poe made much dough
And that's I tell my wife
I accost her tales of Stephen Foster
And the visionary Blake
I say "Honey, you can't the money
a genius doesn't make."
But Stevens was also from Hartford,
a big man
William Carlos Williams was a
And Eliot in a bank.
Time will tell if they were as well
Or if they're big books on the shelf
But of my heroes never made a lot of money
And that's what I keep myself
What ever happened to Mozart's money--and about van Gogh?
I tell you more than blood that's red in the books of Edgar Allen
Poe
Imagination in large denominations is something you can earn
But the poor damned souls who made money, still got money to burn
Yeah, the poor damned souls who made money,
they got money to burn
Copyright 1995, Hugh / Hydrogen Jukebox Music