Luyện nghe bài hát My Message To The People

Oh high, out on a highway
Driving, rushing down a sweaty
Past those suburban drinking
Searching for, searching for my white and celluloid

And my to the people
Is don't tie me to your
Don't put me in the stocks in your square

Hey, hey you dropper
Of nameless
Don't you know I'ma to get the fame?
to get the flame

A day in for me
I'll get the glee, arrive at me
Can't you see I'm to be there?
Oh yeah the chimes ring out

And my to the people
Don't tie me to your steeple
Don't you put me in the stocks in your market

So, it's hey
I'm about to
I'm about to somewhere
And you say "Who? Who is he?"

You it's gonna be me
my face is there
For all of you to see, day
inside out every way

And they say, "Ooh la la"
At the on the hill, I'll still get a thrill
Even though that castle's down
I won't wear a 'cause I waited so long

And my to the people
Is don't you tie me to steeple
Don't you put me in your stocks in your square

Oh,
Yes, pick up that
Oh, the livin' life
The life, the of jazz

So out people
I'm coming, here I'm running
My leaden boots on my feet
Well, I'm in your stairway, airway to the stars

So, I mind though
You to be blind
tomorrow
You will my sorrow

Eh eh, me now
As the tangle I go

And my to the people
Is I love you all you
And I'll my own stocks
And I'm digging my own square

Hey, dance on your mother's
Hey, you I'm a media, I'm a media slave
Beatle cuttin', sure fottin' savin' rave

And my message to the
Is that people be people
That people be people, just the same