Luyện nghe bài hát The Collected Works

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There to put the revolution in you
You compared the of the war
With into a wall

we saw you coming, including me
The empty bottles of coup de tat have me
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The kind of entrance you'd

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And you have defended the of the divide
But careful wallops of conversation
A beat too late, and gone
A on natural law

Then you arrive with an rivaling science
A sealed, delivered, a gift of the magi
To my old friend, the new
Who in recently

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You faked your way through legend and the black
Your wallops of conversation stacked
And tall, so that you thought
is the entrance I'd have

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