Luyện nghe bài hát Plastic Palace People

Over the rooftop sails
A string tied to his
Through stone streets a child races
And "Billy, come down from there"

"My calling" his voice whimpers
A string clutched in his hand
Not I've seen the sky's not lit up
In tears, child try and
Don't pull the string, don't me down
Don't make me

Plastic people
silent songs, they dream too long
Their just stare
Plastic Alice
She steals her tomorrow deals
deafening despair

Hurry, got to get in line
nose might start to shine
And sweat it out and dance
The whole life

A harvest of stars Billy
The clings to his happy eyes
A sleeping town square beneath a
A murmurs a weary sigh
My weeps, and weaves her hair
With worries please, Come down there

Plastic people
fields of clay and granite grey
They without a sound
Plastic Alice
Blows holes to store her fears
her lovers head

Listen, they're laughing in the
They rip your face with
To eyes you cry for help
Like gods bark replies

Over the burns Billy
Balloon sadly the descends
Searching its way through blue submarine air
The dot underwear
To the trees, in morning square
hanging there, just hanging there