Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Mastodon Farm

Birds fall from the window ledge above
Then they flap wings at the last second

You see birds fall from the window ledge above
Then they flap their at the last second
I can see their dead weight just dropping like
Or loaves of bread past my window all the time

But unless I get up walk across the room and peer below
I don't see their last curves toward a horizontal flight
All these just falling from the ledge like stones

Now due to a construct in my
makes their falling and their flight
Symbolic of my entire

It becomes for me to get up and see
Their second curves toward flight
It's almost as if my life fall unless I see their ascent

Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. farm
Cuts out of all material
Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. Mastodon
swatches out of all material

Birds fall from the window ledge mine
Then they flap their at the last second
I said birds from the window ledge above mine
Then they their wings at the last second

But unless I get up walk across the room and peer below
I won't see their last second curves toward a, a horizontal
All these just falling from the ledge like stones

Now due to a in my mind
That makes falling and their flight
Symbolic of my existence

It becomes for me to get up and see
Their last second toward flight
It's almost my life will fall
My life will fall unless I see ascent
Oh yeah, oh yeah, all

Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. farm
swatches out of all material
Mr. farm, Mr. Mastodon farm
Cuts swatches out of all material, c'mon

Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. Mastodon
Cuts swatches out of all
Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. farm
swatches out of all material

Mr. farm, Mr. Mastodon farm
swatches out of all material
Mr. farm, Mr. Mastodon farm
swatches out of all material

Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. farm
Cuts swatches out of all