Luyện nghe bài hát Plastic Palace People

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

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

Plastic people
Sing silent songs, they dream too
Their just stare
Plastic palace
She steals her cards deals
deafening despair

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

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

Plastic people
Through fields of clay and granite
They play a sound
Plastic Alice
gaping holes to store her fears
Inside her lovers

Listen, laughing in the halls
They rip your face lies
To eyes you cry for help
Like they bark replies

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