Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P

This all started the way things do with a and a cup of tea
Around the fire as we sheltered from wicked winds in front
Of that old TV and we traded as we watched each other
With those ambitious bright eyes eyes that saw
detail of the world so clear

And we bided our time until the hunger
Really burned and the softest sweetest
Were amidst the thunder in our hearts

We watched the people round us getting up, getting on, old
But the game we going to play so well, we'd get to stay young forever
To begin with they smiled and stepped around our little fire
But how pretty soon that all began to change

But now in this great city all the little children should go home
Because the big men to make deals, when they find
You've got something they want, the gone, the party's done
The party's over children, you'd better go

Funny how they all come running if you let your pockets a little
And that strange queasy feeling, every time someone holds
A door open for you, such sweetness, such
While they maneuver you into position and we all
How hard it is to bite the hand feeds you

Remember all those old we used to watch every Friday night on TV
However fast you run, however the Mummy walks it always catches
You in the end, the party's gone, the party's done, the party's
Children, you'd go home

This ain't no place anymore for girls or little boys
Not unless you want to spoon-feed you all your life
The gone, the party's done, the party's over children
dream is gone, this dream is dead, this dream is over
Children you'd go home