Luyện nghe bài hát Plenty Of Paper

Something's growing under that
I think a is dawning
Oh no, the bugs are faces

And you're quite classically
With your in a book
And it seems so

And this is the end
We've sought for so long
And perhaps now done

'Cause found
All the dreams
Of men and
And turned them all

Our hands
our commands

I cut the moon in
And stuck a through my hair
It the back of my head glow

Golden yellow and then I
Ten on sticks
And placed them in my metal

and I gave the other
Half of the to you
Ooh, so you
Forget me I'm gone

we found
All the dreams
Of men and
And turned all around
To enjoy

And benefit
Our paperback
Our charming
Our hands
our commands

And oh, my love, we can on the sun
And we be attractive
Riding in our shiny motor
With eyeglasses of stars
And plenty of for scenery paintings

'Cause we found all the dreams
Of men and
And turned them all
To them

And benefit
Our books
Our charming
Our hands
our commands