Luyện nghe bài hát Ordinary People

Two out of work models and a slave
Try to away the Piccolo night
The bartender poured herself drink
While two drunks were the fight
The went down and he got up again
Then he went out like a
Fightin' for the

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

a man in the window with a big cigar
Says everything's for
He had a house and a boat and a car
The owner's gotta go to
He acquired these from a life of crime
Now he's sellin' them to make
He was off the people

Sellin' to the underground
off the people
Skimmin' the top when was no one around
Tryin' to the people
Lose their ass for a piece of
A patch o' ground

He was dealin' antiques in a store
But he had a lot to hide
He had a back full of the guns of war
And a ton besides
Yeah, he walked with a
a bolt on the door with five pit bulls inside
Just a to the people

In they might try to break in at night
Protection from the
He's sellin' safety in the darkest
Tryin' to help the
Get the to the street all right
to help the people

Well, it's hard to say where a man goes
be here and it might be there
What starts out weak get too strong
If you tell 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
Confiscatin' all the land
The patch o' people

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

Tryin' to make way to work
The people
Some are and some are jerks
me, everyday people
Stoppin' for a drink on their way to
people, takin' it one day at a time

Down on the assembly
keep puttin' the same things out
The people today, they just ain't
Nobody can 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, look but they just don't buy
The patch o' people

In a dusty town the clock struck high
Two men face to face
One wore black and one wore
But of fear wasn't a trace
A and eighty years later
Two hot rods drag through the very same
A half million

They moved in to up the pace
A factory full of
Makin' parts to go to space
A load of people
They were for another place
Out of town

Down at the factory they're new windows in
The vandals made a of things
And the homeless just right in
Well, they worked once and they live here now
But they might here again
The people

They're just livin' in a
workin' people
Just don't know what it
To up people
They're just they used to be
Patch o' people

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

gonna bring the good things back
Hard people
They put the back on track
The everyday
I got faith in the kind
Patch o' ground