Luyện nghe bài hát Wednesday (the Eight Hour Song)

First verse, better not
Good night, sweet dreams, out the light
The eight song starts over tonight
Clock strikes and my dreams are in sight
Barkin' dogs who are eager to bite
Anxiously I drift into
Haunted by treasures I couldn't
Gets so I'm too lonely to
But somehow it's more than deep
Down I into music divine
Soothes my soul as it my mind
Clock wakes me up at an to nine
Can I get to forward straight from rewind?
Just the end of the eight hour song
seem right, but you know it ain't wrong
All about lost dreams and where they
But it's not bad for an eight hour song
Second verse, better yet
my all for the company man
Help him up and give him a
this aristocracy grand?
Sell my soul for the plan
Yes indeed, it's a day
See my future, see it
Don't smoke dope, nope, keep it
Take my any old day
look back, keep lookin' ahead
Better listen to that voice in head
Without this you'd soon end up dead
'Cause the next one's got so many
Oh my God, it's the eight hour
Don't seem right, but you it ain't wrong
that rhythm, move it along
Until you hear that final eight hour
verse, life sucks
Flee jungle, run the fuck home
Don't look 'til you're safely alone
that music, pick up the phone
Now that all your time is own
I've walked on, I've been abused
But that was then, now I'm amused
have time to be singin' the blues
I can do what I like, I can go I choose
The is now and the where is right here
No for doubt, no patience with fear
wish I had more of these years
This music to my fuckin' ears
One hour left in the eight song
Don't seem right, but you know it wrong
up, cheer up, pass me the bong
'Cause this is my eight hour song