Luyện nghe bài hát Waiting For Another Hit

A man came up anywhere
A nd cut the so close
That it not be ignored
The people and grabbed their hearts
The sky--it danced and the dark
and everywhere the people wanted
the history of the scene
Hit it like a bomb if you know what i
He was the next beethovern or the Van Gogh
A brand new edgar poe
was rising for the second work
To give their existence needed perk (and they were)

Waiting for hit
for another hit
Waiting for hit
Waiting for hit

The critics it
They it up and spat it out
called it high art
Some said it wasn't high
So, what do you
So, do yo say.

Some found the true or art
That lay not in the
But within the heart
The spit will dry on their
and they will be all the for it
What do you
Do you say.
Don't for this.