Luyện nghe bài hát Singer Songwriter

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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