Luyện nghe bài hát Plastic Palace People

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

"My mother's calling" his voice
A string clutched in his hand
Not till seen the sky's not lit up
In tears, try and understand
Don't the string, don't bring me down
Don't make me

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

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

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

Plastic people
Through fields of clay and grey
play without a sound
Plastic palace
gaping holes to store her fears
Inside her lovers

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

Over the rooftops Billy
sadly the string descends
Searching its way down through blue air
The polka dot
To meet the trees, in morning
hanging there, just hanging there