Luyện nghe bài hát Mustache Man

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

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

I wasted so much time
I have so much time

He is a politician 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 begin to
You can feel the rising as you're losing all control

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

I wasted so much time
I have so much time

I wasted so much time
I have wasted so time