Luyện nghe bài hát Newspapers

I work for the
Any is I always say
But I don't write no daily
Talk is cheap and my pay
And my work day's over
I pocket five or ten frome
And then I start it up again at a.m.
I stack 'em up to throw 'em away
Now lately I've been
What would the world do the news?
You wouldn't when wars were started
Or when they ended, win or
probably be a much better world
But the question would be,
And what side you're on and right or wrong
never have to choose
Sometimes lat at
I can see the streets like no one can
There's a lot of things on here
even newspapers don't understand
Some got too much money
rob with a gun or a ballpoint pen
Maybe get me a big black cape
And then be runnin' from me
Lookin' over shoulder for me
buried in the back pages
Was on the just yesterday
And old news never
No, they say it fades away
and murder, business and politics
And international
all the same, find someone to blame
It's there in black and