Luyện nghe bài hát Ordinary People

Two out of models and a fashion slave
Try to away the Piccolo night
The poured herself another drink
While two drunks were the fight
The champ went and he got up again
he went out like a light
Fightin' for the

But his timing right
The rollin' people
Takin' limos in the neon
The Las Vegas
They came to see a Las fight
Fightin' for the

There's a man in the window with a big
Says everything's for
He had a house and a boat and a car
The owner's go to jail
He acquired these things a life of crime
Now he's sellin' them to bail
He was rippin' off the

guns to the underground
Livin' off the
Skimmin' the top there 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 store
But he sure had a lot to
He had a back full of the guns of war
And a ton besides
Yeah, he with a cane
Kept a bolt on the door with five pit bulls
Just a warnin' to the

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

Well, hard to say where a man goes wrong
Might be here and it might be
What starts out might get too strong
If you can't foul from fair
But it's 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 dealer's
The o' ground people

A new Royce, a company car
They were racin' down the
Each one was tryin' to make it to the
Before employees the fleet
The trucks full of products for the home
Were set to roll out into the of ordinary people

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

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

But the dollar's what all about
Lee Iaccoca
But the are walkin' out
The to the stone people
Yeah, they but they just don't buy
The o' ground people

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

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

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

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

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

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