Luyện nghe bài hát Ordinary People

I am the image maker. I am the
Maker. I can turn the most
Man in the world a star. To prove
My point I am going to the most
Mundane little man and him into
Celebrity. Hmm! This like a
uninteresting house. I wonder
If there's anybody with enough
quality?

He the doorbell.

Hello. your name?

Andrea.

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

Norman.

His Norman. That sounds
Ordinary enough. I would you to
Join in a unique with me.
I am going to Norman's place for
A few days. I 'm to research his
dull little 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 to sacrifice
My flamboyant life style and
ordinary, boring little Norman
For a few days.

Ordinary

It's like another world, being with 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 it's all for art, I want to observe the people

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

God pyjamas are awful!

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

Alright, no is too great for art!

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

You'd better to bed darling.

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

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

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

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

out the light.
out the light.

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

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

[Or possibly "Imitating lives of... the ordinary people"]

The ordinary
The people
The ordinary

Hey can you lend me a hand
Can you tell me who I am
Am I an ordinary guy
Or do I in a rock-n-roll band
Are you all in my
Are they only in my
'Cause I just don't know to feel
When seems real

the ordinary people
The ordinary
The ordinary