Luyện nghe bài hát Peter The Dealer

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

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

Our minds are of constipation,
Our bodies are to dissipation.
So keep intentions in a clear bottle
And leave it in the cupboard when out.

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

We count the wrinkles on the and tell each 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
And it on the shelf when you rap.

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

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

Our minds are of constipation,
Our are subject to dissipation.
So keep your in a clear bottle
it in the ocean when you go.

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

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