Luyện nghe bài hát Plastic Palace People

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

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

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

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

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

Plastic people
Through of clay and granite grey
They play without a
Plastic palace
Blows holes to store her fears
Inside her head

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

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