Luyện nghe bài hát Peter The Dealer

We waiting for peter, the dealer,
He comes in the when we're fussing in bed.
He says, "good morning, here's breakfast",
And give us of stone.
Take a pinta blood from us to give to the poor.

We count the windows in the and tell each other,
Yes, is a helluva lot of waiting time.

Our minds are of constipation,
Our are subject to dissipation.
So keep intentions in a clear bottle
And it in the cupboard when you're out.

We were for peter, the wheeler,
He in the morning when we're fast asleep.
Gives us a trip that's hundred years in a day,
And takes a bone each from us to to the dogs.

We count the wrinkles on the globe and tell other,
Yes, life is a lot of waiting time.

Our minds are of constipation,
Our bodies are to dissipation.
So keep your intentions in a clear
And it on the shelf when you rap.

We were for peter, the blower,
He in when we're fixing snow on rock.
us orange juice laced with sunshine and spring,
And a heart each from us to give to the world.

We count the memories that are lost and tell other,
Yes, life is a lot of waiting time.

Our minds are of constipation,
Our bodies are to dissipation.
So your intentions in a clear bottle
Throw it in the ocean you go.

We were for peter, the weaver,
He comes in a flash when wide awake.
Says the world can't us answers
'cause stuttering in it's mind.
Takes a head each off us to give us peace.

We count the lights in the and tell each other,
Yes, life is a helluva lot of time.