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,
Mindless happiness with a lawn,
with 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 things he'd

He had a car and a on the Northside,
Respectable neighbourhood, and all his to obtain riches,
dead it does do him much good,
What does it profit a man to gain the whole world, and yet to his soul,
What it profit a man to love little, and not be loved 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 people on without him,
face occupies his place,
He had but he never really knew them,
Such a that he went so young,
Above the terraces and storey car parks,
He be sitting trial,
Too late to gasp out for God at his breath,
Hoping that he's got a hole or two left...

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