Luyện nghe bài hát Singer Songwriter

Your great-grandfather was a great
And his kid made a off the war
Your father stills and then directed films
That your mom did for

I saw your sis on the year's best book list
And brother, he manages bands
And you're keen to play but you're quick to betray
With one welt and that wave of your

You from wealth, yeah, you got wealth
What a bitch, they didn't you much else

I Cuss by The Kinks on your speakers
I saw Poe and on your shelves
While The Laugh's first scene on your flat panel screen
Lit Chanel you've wrapped around yourself

You've got art by an artist
You arguably to pin on the wall
designers have slyly directed the eye down
Pink here and your well lit pawn

You've got taste, got taste
a waste that that's all that you have

Oh, you wrote your thesis on the of Thomas
You shot some reversal film in Wat
And this you once read said there's less people dead
At point now than those who are not

And this film we once saw was reviled for it's
But it's were what made us have fun
And the life folks have might have made us feel bad
Why feel bad? Man, it's nothing done

It's all in your hand, it's all in hand
Like a gun, a glove, like a grand

And thing you once said disappeared from my head
In the time that it took to be
And this thing you once did might dazzled the kids
But the kids once grown up are walk away

And your is gonna change nothing
And your world is gonna nothing
And our world is change nothing
And our world is gonna change
And our world is change nothing