Luyện nghe bài hát Work

Andy was a Catholic, the ethic ran his bones
He lived with his mother, collecting gossip and toys
Sunday when he went to church
He'd in his pew and say, "It's just work
All matters is work"

He was a lot of things, what I most
say, "I've got to bring home the bacon
got to bring home the roast"
He'd get to the early

If ask him he'd tell you straight out
"It's just work, the most thing is work"
No matter what I did it never enough

He said, "I was lazy, I I was young"
He said, "How many did you write?"
I'd zero, I'd lied and said, "Ten"

"You be young forever
You have written fifteen"
It's work, the most important is work
It's work, the most thing is work

"You to make things big
People it that way
And the songs with the words, record them that way"
liked to stir up trouble, he was funny that way
He said, "It's just work, all matters is work"

Andy sat to talk one day
He said, "Decide you want
Do you want to expand parameters
Or play museums some dilettante?"

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

said a lot of things, I stored them all away in my head
Sometimes when I can't decide I should do
I what would Andy have said
He'd probably say, "You too much"

That's 'cause there's that you don't want to do
It's work, the important thing is work
Work, the important thing is work