Luyện nghe bài hát Wednesday (the Eight Hour Song)

First verse, not curse
Good night, sweet dreams, out the light
The eight hour song starts tonight
Clock strikes twelve and my are in sight
like dogs who are eager to bite
Anxiously I into sleep
Haunted by treasures I couldn't
Gets so I'm too to weep
But somehow it's more shallow deep
Down I slide into music
Soothes my as it tortures my mind
wakes me up at an hour to nine
Can I get to fast forward straight rewind?
Just caught the end of the hour song
Don't seem right, but you know it wrong
All about dreams and where they belong
But it's not bad for an eight hour song
verse, better yet worse
Give my all for the man
Help him up and him a hand
Ain't this aristocracy
my soul for the company plan
Yes indeed, a wonderful day
See my future, see it
smoke dope, nope, keep it away
Take my any old day
Don't look back, keep ahead
Better listen to that voice in head
this song you'd soon end up dead
'Cause the next got so many misled
Oh my God, it's the eight song
seem right, but you know it ain't wrong
Keep that rhythm, move it
Until you that final eight hour song
Third verse, life
Flee jungle, run the fuck home
Don't look back you're safely alone
Play that music, pick up the
Now all your time is your own
I've been walked on, I've been
But that was then, now I'm amused
Don't time to be singin' the blues
I can do what I like, I can go where I
The when is now and the is right here
No for doubt, no patience with fear
Sure wish I had more of these
This song's music to my ears
One hour left in the eight song
Don't seem right, but you know it ain't
Cheer up, up, pass me the bong
'Cause is my favorite eight hour song