Luyện nghe bài hát Suppertime

An of riches
Up ahead the ditches
Steady on, pails of blue glass beads and
In the of the super models

on watch what you wish for
As someone else it
Some see the bird
And it down and shoot it

Let me so beautifully
Let me the dew from the money tree
Have the moms of the all care about me
At

The road to stretches west
From survival to and beyond
From magic and golden eggs
To swollen livers and of legs

Trammel on the of failures
Is an unexacting
Subtract
You can mix it up your fists

Let me so beautifully
Let me lick the dew from the tree
Have the moms of the world all about me
At

Let me feel what it's to have it
Let me all your rich man's habits
Let me cry the front of a smoking jacket
suppertime

Let me stand hypnotized by what I'm
Smell the by the road to ruin
When the are asleep and we think about screwing
suppertime