Luyện nghe bài hát Musical Chairs

You around in circles,
I walk in squares.
Another round of chairs.
And maybe no one cares about the way we walk.
The record are out of stock,
and all we want is bloody and roll.
And clearly is not the way to go.
I saw it in the mirror,
the of Chairman Mao.
He had three symbols on his brow.
And he will the children how to wear their cowboy boots,
bowler and prison suits,
and watch while Neil shoots the moon.
But he's never gonna get by balloon.
I thought you allowed here,
I thought they your name.
And that would be only claim to fame.
Well, it's a big fat shame,
the way you lost touch.
The weighed a bit too much.
And all this talking like such a waste.
And now you've crossed the of good taste.
Your option now's to be replaced.