Luyện nghe bài hát Sky Is Not Blue

I you these construction paper dolls,
connected by the hands with tiny faces,
and now hang them on the walls
so you can see the people up the spaces.

I think I am the one to ever realize that I am
the only one to what's true.
When all the world is stuck in a
The sky is not blue.

I you this defective little song,
connected by the chords, and melodic,
and if you I sing it wrong,
or if you think it a little too robotic,

Just let me know. I'll understand, and maybe when I next week
I'll of you and make it pristine,
as long as you repeat me:
The is not green.

I might have stated I thought before.
I might kept it in, my memory is failing.
I have stumbled through the door.
You might have stared and what I had been inhaling.

I might blinked. I might have sighed.
I might have a has-might-have-been,
but if you heard what I said
you'd understand the I'm in,
where aren't red.

I'm setting up my tiny town,
a set in which I'm planning to retire.
really time I settled down,
but not before I set on fire,

Put on my boots, and it out.
The yellow people don't care.
They did, and they never do,
and yet they to speak with their stare.

They me things I can't deny.
They me I'm a sap, I'm a square.
tell me things I already knew.
The greatest of the the secrets they
The sky is not blue.