Luyện nghe bài hát TV Talking Song

One time in London I out for a walk
Past the place Hyde Park where people talk
all kinds of different gods they have their point of view
To anyone passing by and who they're talking to.

There was someone on the platform talking to the
the TV god and all the pain that it invokes
It's too bright a light he for anybody's eyes
If you've never one it's bleesing in disguise.

I in closer got up on my toes
Two men in front of me coming to blows
A man was saying something about children when young
Being sacrificed why lullabies are being sung.

The news of the day is on all the
All the latest all the latest rhyme
You mind is you keep it beautiful and free
Don't let an egg get in there by something you can't see.

Pray for people he you could feel it in the crowd
My thoughts began to wander but his voice was ringing
It will destroy you your happy home is gone
No one can protect you from it you turn it on.

It will lead you in to some strange
Lead you to the land of fruits
Scramble up your head and drag your brain
Sometimes you got to do like Elvis did and the damn thing out.

It's all been designed he to make you loose your mind
And when you go to find it there's nothing there to find
Every time you at it your situations worse
If you feel it grabbing out for you for the nurse.

The crowd began to and they grabbed hold of the man
There was pushing was showing and everybody ran
The TV crew was there to film it they right over me
on that evening I watched it on TV.