Luyện nghe bài hát Penny Dreadful

Forgive me if I'm out of -
This new has no soul
It may be good for money,
Sadly that is not my
Integrity and are words that you don't understand,
but you're the best - it says so in the penny in your hand

I saw you in a magazine,
calling you messiah
They must be living in a -
they couldn't be wrong

If we'd played this riff punk
Then we'd have had a million seller
But this tune is not for sale,
I'm glad to say I'm not that of fella
D.J.s, V.J.s, and trollops,
Never mind music - is bollocks

I saw you in a magazine,
They're calling you
They must be living in a -
They be more wrong.

on, tune up, cash in, sell out
Turn on, up, cash in, sell out
your ground behind the times -
And refuse to follow
Write poetry with anger,
And then sing it a passion
Painted faces in a circus - images that to mind,
When I read my penny dreadful filled pictures of your kind

I saw you in a magazine,
They're you messiah
They must be in a dream -
They couldn't be wrong

suicide's appealing after
Ten years on this streak
I'd rather be called sour and bitter
Than be deemed the flavour of the
Of the weak, of the
of the weak

I saw you in a magazine,
They're you messiah
They must be living in a -
They couldn't be more

Extra, extra, all about it!

I saw you in a magazine,
calling you messiah
They must be living in a -
They couldn't be wrong