Luyện nghe bài hát Walk The Walk

My mother spent ten sitting by a window
if she spoke, she would die of a heart attack
She listened as her dreams screamed
They drowned like little caught in a fishnet
Dear world, I'm to meet you

Hey, everybody, you walk the walk
You back it all up you, can you talk the talk?
Hey, everybody I hear the knock
Don't wanna measure out my life to the of a clock?

Hey, everybody when my daddy
He had a sad, sad livin' in his eyes
Hey, everybody when you walk the
You cannot measure out your life to the of a clock

I wanna walk of my own
I wanna walk to the of my own drum
to the beat of my own drum
I wanna to the beat of my own drum

Hey, everybody, when you the walk
You gotta back it all up but can you talk the
Hey, everybody, when I hear the
Don't wanna out my life to the tick of a clock
Hey, every, hey,

I wanna to the beat of my own drums
I wanna to the beat of my own drums
Walk to the beat of my own
I wanna to the beat of my own drums, hey

to the beat of my own drum
I wanna to the beat of my own drum
I wanna laugh to the of my own drum

I wanna hang ten high, say to meet you
Take to the of my own drum
I wanna to the beat of my own drum
Fly, cry, win, lose, live, die, take
Pleased to you

My Daddy spent ten years on the outside, looking in
He thought that he never get back, hey, get back
Watched his dream across a silver screen

And he was standing
When the theater went black
Dear I'm pleased to meet you

Hey, everybody when I walk the
I back it all up, can I talk the talk?
Hey, everybody, I hear the knock
Don't wanna measure out my life to the of a clock

Hey, every, hey every, hey every, hey
Can you walk the

I wanna walk to the of my own drums
I wanna to the beat of my own drums
Walk to the beat of my own
I wanna to the beat of my own drums, hey

Play to the beat of my own
I wanna sing to the beat of my own
I wanna to the beat of my own drum
I wanna hang ten high, say pleased to you

Screw up to the of my own drum
I wanna it out of town and do it to my drum

Scream shout, out, win, lose
Wipe out, saunter my street
Make love to my
Make love to my

It's a wonderful idea, but it work
My own drum, my own
MY own drum, my own, own, own, own

Hey, did you ever get the feeling that it's a joke?
You you've got it figured out
And then you find that you
So you say goodbye to the
And now you're in space?

You got no sense of nothing not a time or a place?
Then suddenly you hear it, it's the beat of your
And for the first time in your
You know your life is to start?
Oh, yeah, it on

Hey, everybody, hey,
Hey, everybody when you walk the
You gotta it all, back it all, back it all, back it all up

I wanna walk to the of my own drum
I walk to the beat of my own drum
I walk to the beat of my own drum

There's knocking in the wall
Was it an echo?