Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P

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

And we bided our time impatiently the hunger
burned and the softest sweetest kisses
Were lost amidst the thunder in our

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

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

Funny how they all come running if you let your pockets jangle a
And there's strange queasy feeling, every time someone holds
A door for you, such sweetness, such kindness
While they 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 every Friday night on TV
However fast you run, however the Mummy walks it always catches
You in the end, the gone, the party's done, the party's over
Children, you'd go home

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