Luyện nghe bài hát Plastic Palace People

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

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

Plastic people
Sing silent songs, they too long
memories just stare
Plastic Alice
She steals her cards tomorrow
deafening despair

Hurry, you've got to get in
Your might start to shine
And sweat it out and dance
The whole eternal

A of stars surrounds Billy
The night clings to his eyes
A sleeping town square beneath a
A murmurs a weary sigh
My mother weeps, and her hair
worries please, Come down from there

Plastic people
Through of clay and granite grey
play without a sound
Plastic Alice
Blows gaping to store her fears
Inside her lovers

Listen, they're in the halls
They rip face with lies
To buzzing you cry for help
gods they bark replies

Over the rooftops Billy
Balloon sadly the string
Searching its way down blue submarine air
The polka dot
To meet the trees, in square
Just hanging there, just there