Luyện nghe bài hát Mustache Man

Launching loony thoughts the bending of your mind
You reach for something high but a mountain that you find
He's a king dust with an icepick smile
His music fills your feathers as you feel your fly

With the mustache man on the of his van
You can feel your fatty tissues way to sweaty hands
And the keep distorting and the tweeters kiss the girls
His horn-rimmed glasses lights a square beneath his

I have so much time
I have wasted so much

He is like a politician who is a speech
He is racing, he is pacing, he is sleeping on his
As the sky begins to darken and the waves to roll
You can feel the oceans as you're losing all control

And meanwhile back at the Candlerock
It is past 11:30 and friends are getting down
They're applying eyeshadow, drinking warm beer
They're where you went to when you told them you'd be here

I have so much time
I have wasted so time

I wasted so much time
I have so much time