Luyện nghe bài hát Public Relations

By jimmy buffett,

Mr paperman, go home. listen to me. pretend you had a nightmare, and woke up. this island is a hoodoo, there's death in it, and this is the beginning. give it up. whatever you've invested,
T it and go to new york. go home.

I felt the shake
I'm out of
Critical
But things ain't bad

We be living
In communist
Wearing
And comrade

fix the gull reef
It be my salvation
We're only
A few
to public relations
It what I do

Goodbye to public relations
Public no longer my fate
This is my and this is my island
Starting life over is never to (sic)

[speaks, to
Get hippolyte!