Luyện nghe bài hát Plastic Palace People

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

"My mother's calling" his voice
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 me land

Plastic palace
Sing silent songs, dream too long
Their memories just
Plastic Alice
She steals her cards deals
With despair

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

A of stars surrounds Billy
The night clings to his happy
A sleeping town 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 clay and grey
They without a sound
palace Alice
Blows gaping holes to her fears
Inside her head

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

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