Luyện nghe bài hát Plastic Man: Prove Me Wrong

Plastic Man, with his white-washed hands,
Is ripping up our
By the roots, and pitching it in the
With all his and his tall promises.

Pretty, please, prove me wrong.
So you go your I'll keep my powder dry.
we'll go our way, keeping our power high.
Man...

Plastic Man, with his twitter brain,
Is firing up his -
- and posing thoughts quite scantily,
Lacking all sanity, his fake skirmishes.

Pretty, please, prove me wrong.
So you go your I'll keep my powder dry.
Then we'll go our way, our power high.
Man...

Plastic Man, with his playboy charm,
Is lists of enemies -
Quite a few - who once thought they'd been friendly,
Burned by dark and his petty psychoses.

Pretty, pretty please, me wrong.