Luyện nghe bài hát The Pot Bellied Goddess

The birds have all underground
The trees down to touch the sky
Silence is now the only
We wait for pigs not to fly

had a lot to say
Had a lot to say, hey ya
had a lot to say
A lot to say, hey ya

Well, what is wrong the birds?
Please, Buffy, me what it is
don't sing anymore
And it gets harder year

To them of the tune
We have to help them
Will you me sing?

We are the
We know the
But we don't want to sing

Well, I think I their plan
I was walking all alone
They a vow to sing again
When the cow over the moon

had a lot to say
A lot to say, hey ya
had a lot to say
A lot to say, hey ya

What is wrong the birds?
Well, Buffy, me what it is
They sing anymore
And I don't think they again

Can you the pigs the tune
So we can it soon?
Will you them sing?

We are the
We the words
But we just don't to sing

had a lot to say, had a lot to say, hey ya
had a lot to say, a lot to say, hey ya
They had so much to say, so much to say,
They had so much to say, so much to say,

It's hard to walk with legs
It's hard to talk with teeth
Well, getting late for birds like me
My song cease, I'll rest my wings