Luyện nghe bài hát The Third Rail

Dear Mr. Good I'm writing to tell you about my
He's in the fifth grade and very
He thinks smarter than you and I and everybody else

So play him like a Maestro would play a cheap
Let him think the ringleader
Then in mid-circus pull the rug out from him

My fear is that he's nearing the rail
kneeling to another angry idol
And I can see it as his is getting pale
That he's on his way out of this

This sudden spat of insanity a good fat dose of humility
Otherwise a dictator will arise in class and by fear
So, before he too old to know what we're doing right now
Before he gets too old to turn a ear, turn it back my way

My fear is that nearing the third rail
He's kneeling to another idol
And I can see it as his is getting pale
Getting on no one's referrals
nowhere on no one's referrals

He's on his way out of this
He's on his way out of world
on his way