Luyện nghe bài hát Penny Dreadful

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

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

If we'd played this riff punk
Then maybe have had a million seller
But piper's 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 - this is bollocks

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

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

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

Commercial suicide's appealing
Ten years on this losing
'Cause I'd rather be called sour and
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
must be living in a dream -
They be more wrong

Extra, extra, read all it!

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