Luyện nghe bài hát Things

Well, the evidence of human existence
Displaying men magnets in two boxes
And I find the name for them
They hardly show I have lived

And the dust, it on these things
Displays my age
Like a new skin made from old
had barely been lifted

I need these things, I didn't need them, oh
Pointless artifacts, a mediocre
So I shed my clothes, my flesh
Down to the and burned the rest

I need these things, I didn't need them, oh
them all to bits, turned them outside in
And I left on the floor
And ran for life through the door, oh

Useless objects, I gathered a storm of
Put them in shed, threw out your life's supplies
When all you a coffin
And Sunday best to smarten up the end

At the front gate, what a reward
One pint of love from the Ghost
An of suffering
In the of all those Christian men

I didn't need these things, I didn't them, oh
Pointless artifacts, a mediocre
So I shed my clothes, I my flesh
Down to the bone and the rest

I didn't need these things, I didn't them, oh
them all to bits, turned them outside in
And I left on the floor
And ran for life through the door, oh

need these things, I'll never need them, oh
This is you and me, you're my human
And the things are things
And nothing me like you bring me, oh

I need these things, I'll never need them, oh
Never going back, so we can drop the
And we'll it on the floor
And run for dear through the door, oh