Luyện nghe bài hát Wednesday (the Eight Hour Song)

First verse, not curse
Good night, dreams, turn out the light
The hour song starts over tonight
Clock strikes twelve and my dreams are in
Barkin' like dogs who are to bite
Anxiously I drift sleep
Haunted by treasures I couldn't
Gets so I'm too lonely to
But it's more shallow than deep
I slide into music divine
Soothes my as it tortures my mind
Clock me up at an hour to nine
Can I get to fast straight from rewind?
Just caught the end of the eight hour
Don't right, but you know it ain't wrong
All about lost dreams and where they
But it's really not bad for an eight song
verse, better yet worse
Give my all for the man
Help him up and him a hand
Ain't aristocracy grand?
Sell my soul for the plan
Yes indeed, a wonderful day
See my future, see it
Don't dope, nope, keep it away
my coffee any old day
Don't look back, keep ahead
Better listen to that voice in head
Without this song soon end up dead
'Cause the one's got so many misled
Oh my God, it's the eight song
Don't right, but you know it ain't wrong
Keep rhythm, move it along
Until you hear that final eight hour
Third verse, life
Flee that jungle, run the fuck
Don't look back 'til safely alone
Play music, pick up the phone
Now that all your is your own
I've walked on, I've been abused
But that was then, now I'm just
Don't have time to be the blues
I can do I like, I can go where I choose
The when is now and the is right here
No for doubt, no patience with fear
Sure I had more of these years
This song's music to my fuckin'
One hour in the eight hour song
Don't right, but you know it ain't wrong
Cheer up, cheer up, pass me the
this is my favorite eight hour song