Luyện nghe bài hát The Art of Noise (with Pharrell)

Hey now we go let's start the show
to only call me 'Lo
But you can me The Soul Machine
Watch YYEEAAAA See what I mean?
Four million flavors of the southern soul
But the power that you get from the heart of a being
Only the mind is mechanic the dynamic
When the divine to intervene
Have mercy if I to be heavy
I mean to be heavy
But "Come save me," said this last
the beginning and the ending and the misassumption
Will make 'em move something in

(Bridge)
It's like I'm on my tippy-toes to touch a star (a star)
to catch joy in other's jar
And yes by far I'm so further than they are

(Chorus)
Turn the radio on, let the music
If I could I'd my life away
And if you seem to find any words to say
Make a joy-ful noise, fifth it's another day

When you see me you would know you saw me
Because he always got on his game and his shoes
Difficult to stop creating wait
But they to see God then great tell 'em the good news
it ironic how it feels so good?
But I was just singing the blues
I wouldn't my mouth about it at all
If I thought I was only just singing the fool
mercy if I seem to be heavy
I don't to be heavy
Maybe 'Lo you lighten up
I really if I could
But I really don't that anybody shell out enough
And I think true wealth is home and happiness and health
A cash and you'll need nothing else
And as far as me being good, I help myself

(Chorus)
Turn the on, let the music play
If I could I'd dance my life
And if you seem to find any words to say
Make a joy-ful noise, fifth around another day

So when you really need you some soul
I mean dead serious damn near bout to die some
Don't be too proud to turn your radio way up
your eyes and have fun
I used to feel like God was call me too soon
The reason why I had to my son
And every time I've ever my mouth and said something
living was to earn my ones
Have mercy if I seem to be
I don't to be heavy
Wait I'm almost
And God can truly work a Look at me
Isn't it obvious that I'm
And I sing because I'm
And I sing because I'm (I'm free)
And this my own little thing yes I
But don't you your kids to grow up to be just like me?

(Chorus)
Turn the radio on, let the music
If I could I'd dance my away
And if you can't seem to any words to say
a joy-ful noise, fifth around it's another day

Cee-Lo scatting fade