Luyện nghe bài hát Speaking Of Tongues

You don't have to be so scared to share what's
'Cause you're little superstar
And you're mama's little butterfly, fly

A strange litany of verses and reverses
and rehearses, clouds burst and words cursed
An argument out

It's one all heard before, it's boring
Had us all snoring from the line
One after chimed in perfect time
rehashes of petty cashes and mismatches

You shoulda coulda's and why didn't you do
Crippling snippets aimed at the heart to inflame and blame
Framed like Mumia, verbal
Spasms chasms between the souls of two or two billion

Nations apart, station to station damnation
much deliberation and very little consideration
To the return on the damage from the
condemnation

Then denyin' like of an old black and white
a revision of the recent last night
The fight that started with two words, I'm

You don't have to be so scared to share what's
'Cause you're little superstar
And you're mama's butterfly, fly high

But of course the fight ends no resolution
a vow for retribution, substitution
Execution, electrocution, ruthless, toothless and
Mumbling page after page of excuses

Abuses of the of the Gab, Gabriel the trumpeter
Bestowed us a voice with a choice
And a tongue kept by years of salivating
For oysters, and aphrodisiacs

Locked in an ugly shell, always too chewy and
So they get swallowed
But a tongue is so much more a vehicle for greed
With a I feed

A tongue is for washing fur or for wounds
Or newcomers into a room
Or cleansing fresh from the womb
Without a tongue there be no croons

Swoons, June's the moon
No bees no flowers in bloom
No recitation of words at the foot of a
Or read aloud of the family heirlooms

You probably couldn't even blow up a
And would be a shame because exhales the name of the game
Exhale from the heart, not the lungs
Speak the heart, not from the tongue

You don't have to be so scared to share what's
'Cause you're daddy's little
And you're mama's little butterfly, fly

Listening is and finding compassion
Love is the action of satisfaction
A tongue can make wishes and also kisses
Taste a sweet cake and also cast

But compares to the voice from within
Without it we just be mannequins
Up to no good shenanigans
Learn to be skillful of the stones

block the heart and turn humans to clones
Learn to forgive, set free the
Touch with flesh, take off the rubber gloves
Love like your life depends on it it does

You don't have to be so to share what's inside
'Cause you're daddy's superstar
And you're mama's butterfly, fly high

You don't to be so scared to share what's inside
'Cause daddy's little superstar
And you're mama's little butterfly, fly high, flying high, flying