Luyện nghe bài hát Paint A Vulgar Picture

At the record meeting
On their a dead star
And oh, the plans they
And oh, the greed

At the company party
On their hands a dead
The slags all say
"I him first, and I knew him well"

Re-issue, re-package,
the songs
Double-pack a photograph
Extra track and a tacky

A-list, playlist, please them, them, please them
Sadly, this was your
But you could have said no if you'd to
You have said no if you'd wanted to

BPI, MTV, BBC, them, please them
Sadly this was your
But you could have said no if you'd to
You could have walked away, you?

I you at the soundcheck
You had no way of knowing
In my I begged, "Take me with you
I don't where you're going"

But to you I was
I was fawning, I was
Just a child from those new houses
Who could never to know
Who could really know

of, most of
Satiate the
them into different sleeves
Buy both, and feel

new entry, re-entry
World tour, whore, please the press in Belgium
This was your life and when it fails to recoup, well,
You haven't earned it yet, baby

I a pace behind you at the soundcheck
just the same as I am
What most people feel happy
Leads us headlong harm

So, in my bedroom in ugly new houses
I danced my legs down to the
But me and my true
Will never again

At the record meeting
On hands at last, a dead star
But they can taint you in my eyes
No, they can touch you now

No, they can not hurt you, my
They can not you now
But me and my true
Will meet again