Luyện nghe bài hát Work

Andy was a
The ethic ran his bones
He lived with his mother
Collecting and toys

Every Sunday when he went to
kneel in his pew and he'd say
It's all that matters is work

He was a lot of
What I remember the most say
I've got to bring home the
Someone's got to bring home the

get to the factory early
If ask him
He'd told you straight out
It's

No matter what I did it never seemed
He said I was lazy, I said I was
He said, "How many did you write"
I'd written zero, I'd and said, "Ten"

You won't be young
You should have written
It's

You ought to things big
People it that way
And the songs with the words
Make your record them that way

liked to stir up trouble
He was funny way
He said, "It's work"

Andy sat down to one day
He said, "Decide you want
Do you want to expand your
Or museums like some dilettante"

I him on the spot, he got red and he called me a rat
It was the worst word he could think of
And I've never seen him that, it's work
I thought he it's just work

Andy said a lot of
I stored them all in my head
Sometimes when I can't what I should do
I what would Andy have said

He'd say, "You think too much
That's 'cause there's that you don't want to do"
work, the most important thing is work
It's work, the most important thing is