Luyện nghe bài hát Too Many Twenties

(B. Walkenhorst)
There's too many twenties, too many
Too many numbers in of our eyes
Too many that nobody reads
Numbers lie but numbers don't bleed
Who's when it way past plenty
There's too many
There's too hush money being passed in the joint
Too many bodies hidden the decimal point
A got a name, a name's got a face
And a face should have a future and a place that's
But the of that are between slim and skinny
too many twenties
Every second got a fighting chance
Of hurt at home by a lover's show of hands
And every fourth daughter's gonna up and cry
When she comes home from saying "Mama, Papa, why?"
What are you tell them, just to smile and look pretty and take it? Huh?
All you fathers in your little daughter's eyes
that your worst nightmare finds one out of five
Don't worry about cancer, aids, or else
worry about the fact there's a man in the house
Till death do us part, man, it do plenty
There's too many
tock tick tock tick tock
Tick tock tick tock tock ten
another woman just took it on the chin
Tick tick talk is tough
sister just had her dignity snuffed
Every second counts, equal many
too many twenties
Sound and information are to bites
And the of opposition to a stereotype
The numbers are numbing, hard to believe
They're by the blood on the balance sheet
Stack the bodies in neat little of ten
And hit me
There's too twenties