Luyện nghe bài hát There, There, My Dear

Robin,
Hope you dont mind me writing, its just theres more than one question I need to ask you.
If youre so anti-fashion why not flares, instead of dressing down all the same.
Its just that looking like that I can my dissatisfaction.

Robin, let me explain, though youd never see in a million years.
Keep cabaret, Berlin, Burroughs, J.G.Ballard, Duchampe, Beauvoir, Kerouac, Kirkegaard, Michael Rennie.
I dont believe you like Frank Sinatra.

Dear Robin, always so happy, how the hell do you get your inspiration?
Youre like a patriot.
If youre supposed to be so angry, why dont you fight and let me benefit your right?
Dont you know the only way to change is to shoot men who arrange things.

Dear Robin, I explain, but youd never see in a million years.
Well youve made your rules but we dont know that game, perhaps Id listen to your records but your far too lame and Id only waste three valuable minutes of my life with your insincerity.

You see Robin Im just searching for the young soul rebels, and I find them anywhere.
Where you hidden them?
Maybe you should welcome the new vision.