Luyện nghe bài hát Shoot the Poets

Cut off your nose to your friends
Breathing that will never end and
all you want or just pretend

'Cos you think she is a class
So, she all day by the looking glass, oh
It talk, it doesn't last

But not what I've heard you know
A picture speaks a thousand
But baby, don't feel
I left my in a provincial town, yeah

You your souls for magic beans
Don't believe all you read on computer and
These things they mean to me

Ripton came off the track
You go there and you don't come back, oh
Good, that's I say

But it's not I've heard you know it
Cut your losses, shoot the
And one day come down
To find yourself in a town, now

But not what I've heard you know
A picture a thousand words
But baby, don't down
I left my heart in the privacy of town,

But not what I've heard you know it
Cut losses, shoot the poets
And one day you'll come
Oh, to find yourself in a town, yeah