Luyện nghe bài hát Plastic Palace People

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

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

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

Hurry, you've got to get in
nose might start to shine
And it out and dance about
The eternal life

A harvest of stars Billy
The night clings to his eyes
A sleeping square beneath a fountain
A child a weary sigh
My mother weeps, and weaves her
worries please, Come down from there

Plastic people
Through fields of and granite grey
They play without a
Plastic Alice
Blows gaping holes to her fears
Inside her lovers

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

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