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 from those wicked winds in front
Of that old TV and we traded ideas as we watched other
With those ambitious bright eyes eyes that saw
detail of the world so clear

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

We the people 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 pretty soon that all to change

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

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

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

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