Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P

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

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

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

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

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

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

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