Luyện nghe bài hát Mrs. Potter's Lullaby

Well I woke up in mid-afternoon cause that's when it all the most
I I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the host
If are like movies, then memories are films about ghosts
You can never escape, you can move south down the coast

Well, I am an idiot walking a tightrope of and fame
I am an acrobat swinging trapezes through circles of
If you've never stared off into the distance your life is a shame
And though I'll never forget face,
Sometimes I can't my name

Hey Mrs. don't cry
Hey Mrs. Potter I why but
Hey Mrs. Potter won't you to me

Well, there's a of Maria in every song that I sing
And the price of a memory is the memory of the it brings
And there is always one last light to out and one last bell to ring
And the last one out of the has to lock up everything

Or the elephants will get out and forget to remember what you
And the ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl will linger of your head
And the Ferris junkies will spin them forever instead
When I see you a blanket of covers me in bed

Hey Mrs. Potter go
I said hey Mrs. Potter I know but
Hey Mrs. Potter won't you to me

All the blue light reflections that my mind when I sleep
And the rejections that accompany the company I keep
All the razor perceptions that cut a little too deep
Hey I can as well as anyone, but I need someone to help me sleep

So I my hand into the air and it swims in the beams
It's just a brief of the swirling dust sparkle jet stream
Well, I know I don't know you and probably not what you seem
Aw, but I'd like to find out
So why don't you down off that movie screen

Hey, Mrs. Potter, turn
Hey, Mrs. Potter, I for you
Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me

When the last of Hollywood shatters his glass on the floor
And orders another. well, I wonder what he did for
That's when I know that I to get out cause
I have there before
So I gave up my seat at the bar and I for the door. Yeah.
We drove out to the desert to lie down beneath this bowl of stars
We up in the Palace,
Like the last of the great pioneer town bars
Aw, we shout out these songs against the clang of guitars
Well, you can see a million tonight
But you can't get far
Aw, you can see a million tonight
But you can't get far

Hey, Mrs. Potter, I touch and
Hey, Mrs. Potter, not much but
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me