Luyện nghe bài hát Ordinary People

I am the maker. I am the magic
Maker. I can turn the ordinary
Man in the world into a star. To
My point I am going to find the
Mundane little man and him into
Celebrity. Hmm! This like a
Suitably house. I wonder
If there's here with enough
quality?

He the doorbell.

Hello. What's name?

Andrea.

Oh, a nice name. What's your
name?

Norman.

His name's Norman. sounds
enough. I would like you to
Join in a unique with me.
I am going to Norman's place for
A few days. I 'm to research his
Ordinary dull existence.

Oh you can't in now! The place
Is in a mess!

That doesn't matter. I you to act
Normally. I want you to me as if I
Were Norman. I am going to
My normal flamboyant style and
ordinary, boring little Norman
For a few days.

Ordinary

It's like another world, being here you,
It's quite a for me, so this is reality.
I'm studying movement, I'm trying to learn the part,
Now I you to be natural, just relax and be as you are,
'Cos all for art, I want to observe the ordinary people

Tomorrow I become Norman,
I go to his office,
Mix his workmates.
And if they ask any
I say I'm doing research for one of my songs.
and I are changing places
And I'm going to him a star,
So I'm throwing away my stage and I'm packing away my guitar,
For the of art I'm gonna mix with the ordinary people.

God these are awful!

Awful? all I can say is my Norman wears them every night.

Alright, no sacrifice is too for art!

The things done for music,
The things done for art.
So I'll make these sacrifices and I'll take it a star
For the of art I will mix with the ordinary people.

You'd better to bed darling.

Coming! You'll never get up for in the morning.

I'm observations, and character simulations.
mix with his friends and relations,
And he'll be a of me.

He's places with Norman,
To get for his songs.

I'm his life
And I'll even with his wife,
For the of art I'll go to bed like the ordinary people.

out the light.
out the light.

The Star his silver stage
for Norman's pin stripe suit,
Umbrella and briefcase. He
His customary and cigars and
Settles for a cup of hot before
to bed.

[Live
Hey Norman, you're stayin' at home with your
And you dream a rock-n-roll star
But you've the point of no return
And you don't who you really are
livin' in a fantasy world
You don't what's real
How does it feel, all of your
In an lie[?] [could be "eternal lie"?]

[Or possibly it's "Imitating lives of... the people"]

The people
The people
The ordinary

Hey mister can you lend me a
Can you me who I really am
Am I an ordinary guy
Or do I play in a band
Are you all in my
Are only in my mind
'Cause I just don't know to feel
everything seems real

With the people
The ordinary
The ordinary