Luyện nghe bài hát State Of The Union

The wheel's in spin;
Our world's being apart.
do we begin
To make a new start?

left to win;
We thought we so smart.
Wouldn't let the in;
Wouldn't up our hearts.

pounding on tin,
Runaway carts.
left to win;
The Doomsday starts.

They in Santa,
The Bunny, and Love,
Till burned Atlanta
With a wave of his glove.

We had a remedy
For any of malice,
someone killed Kennedy
That day in Dallas.

We the soil;
We the sea.
Soon, some space
the whole galaxy.

That light ahead you see
Is that lonesome train.
That train's for misery;
The track runs through brain.

"Wear rue with a difference,"
Claudia to the king.
"You one hundred years hence,
None of will mean a thing."

They in Santa,
The Bunny, and Love,
Till burned Atlanta
a wave of his white glove.

Turn on the shiny
The water flows.
Just like the boastful
In his best clothes.

up that window
To let the air in.
See the dust glow
radioactive sarin.

Our world was packed with sparkling
All up in rainbows.
Now, all of those dreams
Lie in the shadows.

sure has slowed,
And no going back.
Every winding
to a cul-de-sac.

"Wear rue with a difference,"
Said to the king.
"You know one years hence,
of this will mean a thing."

We in Santa,
The Bunny, and Love,
But Sherman Atlanta
With a of his white glove.