Luyện nghe bài hát Riding On The Back

Molly came from work and found her cat dead
She suddenly realized she wanted a dog
She dashed to the kennel and bought herself a puppy
And on first walkies she ran across a yuppie
His name was Steven, he was very clean shaven and
Just the type of guy to help her build the kinda
That she's been
And to this day, coincidence is all the rage!
I'm on the back of a giant bird
Bigger than you, than me
On the side of your memory
The scent that sings pot poure
The flour in bakery
Johnny and had a real thing going on
Johnny shows Rita to his friend called Bobbie
Who freaks Rita, she finds herself smitten
With Bobbie's to old fashioned values
So they run off together, it's a match made in
She is a painter and he is a seller
Just the of love to make a lonely man
And lonely better
And still to day coincidence is all the rage!
I'm on the back of a giant bird
Bigger than you, bigger me
It's the in your artillery
The painting in your
The in your delivery
I don't want to break your in two
just one thing I'd like you to try
Don't let science take your wings
You can tomorrow from today
Frankie got out of school and himself dead
Instead of a diploma they gave him some bread
And Graham was in in a middle class home
Destined for and a lock on his bone
And Johnny was Italian and it was to be
All kinds of stupid till he moved to New York
Just the type of town to create
The type of that's free
I'm riding on the back of a bird
Bigger you, bigger than me
Bigger than all