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