Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P

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

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

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

But now bitter in this great city all the little children 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 go home

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

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

ain't no place anymore 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 party's over
This is gone, this dream is dead, this dream is over
Children better go home