Luyện nghe bài hát Work

Andy was a
The ran through his bones
He lived alone his mother
gossip and toys

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

He was a lot of
I remember the most he'd say
I've got to bring the bacon
Someone's got to bring the roast

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

No what I did it never seemed enough
He said I was lazy, I I was young
He said, "How songs did you write"
I'd zero, I'd lied and said, "Ten"

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

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

Andy to stir up trouble
He was that way
He said, "It's work"

sat down to talk one day
He said, "Decide you want
Do you to expand your parameters
Or play museums like dilettante"

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

said a lot of things
I them all away in my head
Sometimes when I can't decide I should do
I think what Andy have said

He'd probably say, "You too much
That's 'cause there's work that you want to do"
It's work, the important thing is work
It's work, the most thing is work