Luyện nghe bài hát Plastic Flowers

Monsieur Dupont, he was an fellow,
bad and good,
Got of women,
So he got porno,
And to charities,
Cause he he should,
Never gave up on for the rainbow,
happiness with a healthy lawn,
Trembling joy at the thought of a new T.V.
Under a of robots in authority,

Flowers,
on his grave,
From the company he gave thirty two to
flowers,
in the sun,
A memento to the glorious he'd done

He had a car and a on the Northside,
neighbourhood, and all his struggling to obtain riches,
Laying dead it do him much good,
What does it profit a man to gain the whole world, and yet to his soul,
What does it profit a man to love little, and not be at all,

x2

In my life, I pray, I just follow blindly,
All the planned for me,
And without question my enemy...(x2)

The factory carry on without him,
face occupies his place,
He had friends but he really knew them,
Such a shame that he so young,
Above the and multi storey car parks,
He be sitting trial,
Too late to gasp out for God at his breath,
that he's got a loop hole or two left...

Plastic flowers, away....
Plastic flowers, away....
Plastic flowers, away....
flowers, fade away....