Luyện nghe bài hát Plastic Palace People

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

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

Plastic people
Sing songs, they dream too long
Their memories stare
Plastic Alice
She her cards tomorrow deals
With despair

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

A harvest of stars surrounds
The night clings to his eyes
A sleeping town square a fountain
A child a weary sigh
My weeps, and weaves her hair
With worries please, Come down from

palace people
Through fields of and granite grey
They play a sound
Plastic Alice
Blows gaping to store her fears
her lovers head

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

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