Luyện nghe bài hát There, There, My Dear

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

Dear Robin, let me explain, though youd see in a million years.
Keep quoting cabaret, Berlin, Burroughs, J.G.Ballard, Duchampe, Beauvoir, Kerouac, Kirkegaard, Rennie.
I dont believe you really 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 you fight and let me benefit from your right?
Dont you know the only way to change is to shoot men who arrange things.

Dear Robin, I would explain, but youd see in a million years.
Well youve made your rules but we dont know that game, perhaps Id listen to your records but your logics far too lame and Id only waste valuable minutes of my life with your insincerity.

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