Luyện nghe bài hát Mustache Man

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

the mustache man on the carpet of his van
You can feel your fatty tissues giving way to hands
And the woofers keep distorting and the kiss the girls
His horn-rimmed glasses a square beneath his curls

I have wasted so much
I have so much time

He is like a who is practicing 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 rising as you're losing all

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

I have wasted so time
I have wasted so much

I wasted so much time
I have wasted so much