Luyện nghe bài hát Tell 'em They're Dreaming

Im just a boy in an city
vintage (mama) misery,
A one (ohoh) odyssey,
So give my a minute to get outta living
And bone youre so alone
You just need that suede suit of skin to you home
Cause you look like you could
But you you wont

Good luck kid i tip my
And hope, hope, you dont, dont need it
Playing on your window sill
With a bitter, bitter, bitter,

Just one floor a let down
Hoping that your a hit enough to break my
If for the fame
His dearest catch of the (dada) day
Well Ive told
you this town feel old
The worst parts I know
Im just a waistcoat a peachy grin gathering dust on your bedroom floor

Good kid i tip my head
And hope, hope, you dont, dont need it
Playing on your window sill
With a bitter, bitter, bitter,

(uhuh)
Toss a
in line
With everything everyones ever about you
Youre an over night success story the stars
smoke from all the wrong pipes

Good kid i tip my head
And hope, hope, hope you dont, dont it
Playing on your window sill
a bitter, bitter, bitter, pill

Good kid i tip my head
And hope, hope, hope you dont, need it
Playing two-up on your window
With a bitter, bitter, bitter,

iwanttostayyoungwithyou.
Bedtime singing silly ploys -
for a shot at the big time
Or a little nightlife through our
So your wishes on weightless dreams
(with me)