Luyện nghe bài hát Study the Moon

I down the door of a poison oak party
Detected the man call Moriarty
Concluded our crimes entitle us to thirty
out the beak of a beautiful birdie
I laughed on the floor where they the confetti
Looked back on everything, it was all
it was already

All the unsung must have some good enough tune
If I worried about worthwhile, I would go study the moon.

I clacked the cobwebbing city sky crescent
Got at and spat at and branded a peasant
Revoked me the to appeal to a season
Oh, but the fall was a leavesing, and the really beesing
It all me out, as parades and occasions
Bull by china, and I
I get no
I get no sensations.

Gravity gets hold of me a bit too soon
But if I were about weightless, I would go study the moon.

According to religion, is someone I can call
now to science, this is all my fault
According to the Big Ox, I should just look up Paul
Accordingly, the is a concert hall
Where everyone waves words, but no one resolves
they come and serve us from their wrecking ball
By then the chancellor and gets the infantry involved
The economy creeping to a crawl
Accountants come to tie us to the square totem poles

I should really just go and the moon.

So I for the Georgia Ave. Salvation Army
Got back with the man who had Moriarty
very slowly what I knew we were in for
He on me totally, said
"So all this hot tin for?"
"A distraction!" I exasperated, to the stink of youth
"I am out of here!"
There are twelve gates out, twelve gates to the
"Holler soon!"

So now I paddle mumbling oceans as a reflected loon
But if I were worried wide wings, I would go study the moon.
I go study the moon.