Luyện nghe bài hát Ordinary People

Two out of work and a fashion slave
Try to dance away the night
The bartender herself another drink
While two drunks were watchin' the
The went down and he got up again
Then he out like a light
for the people

But his wasn't right
The high people
Takin' limos in the neon
The Las people
They came to see a Las Vegas
Fightin' for the

There's a man in the window a big cigar
Says for sale
He had a and a boat and a railroad car
The owner's go to jail
He acquired these things from a life of
Now he's sellin' them to bail
He was off the people

Sellin' guns to the
Livin' off the
Skimmin' the top when was no one around
Tryin' to help the
Lose ass for a piece of ground
A patch o' ground

He was dealin' antiques in a hardware
But he had a lot to hide
He had a room full of the guns of war
And a ton besides
Yeah, he with a cane
Kept a on the door with five pit bulls inside
Just a warnin' to the

In case might try to break in at night
from the people
He's sellin' in the darkest night
Tryin' to help the
Get the drugs to the street all
Tryin' to help the

Well, it's hard to say where a man wrong
Might be and it might be there
What starts out weak might get too
If you can't foul from fair
But hard to judge from an angry throng
Of stretched up in the air
people

Takin' the law into their own
The people
down on the drug lord and his bands
Government
all the dealer's land
The o' ground people

A new Rolls Royce, a car
They were racin' down the
one was tryin' to make it to the gate
Before manned the fleet
The trucks full of products for the modern
Were set to roll out the street of ordinary people

Tryin' to make way to work
The downtown
are saints and some are jerks
That's me, people
for a drink on their way to work
Alcoholic people, it one day at a time

Down on the line
They keep the same things out
The today, they just ain't buyin'
can figure it out
They try like hell to a quality in
workin' hard without a doubt
Ordinary

But the dollar's it's all about
Lee Iaccoca
But the customers are out
The to the stone people
Yeah, they look but they just buy
The patch o' ground

In a dusty town the clock high noon
Two men stood face to
One wore black and one wore
But of fear there wasn't a
A and eighty years later
Two hot rods drag through the very place
A million people

They moved in to pick up the
A factory of people
parts to go to outer space
A load of people
They were leavin' for place
Out of people

Down at the factory puttin' new windows in
The vandals a mess of things
And the homeless just walked in
Well, they here once and they live here now
But they work here again
The ordinary

They're livin' in a dream
Hard workin'
don't know what it means
To up people
They're just like used to be
Patch o' people

Out on the railroad track they're cleanin' ol' nine
They're scrubbin' the down
She really is lookin' fine, a beauty, number nine
be different soon they're gonna bring her back on line
Ordinary

They're bring the good things back
Hard workin'
They put the business on track
The everyday
I got faith in the regular
Patch o' ground