Luyện nghe bài hát Worry Too Much

It's the derby
It's the sport of the
tribe in full war-dance
It's the slow smile that the gives the runt

It's the of inertia
It's the of constraint
the children out playing in the rock garden
All up in black hats and war paint

And sometimes it feels like bars of
I cannot bend my hands
Ooh, I too much
Somebody told me that I too much
Ooh, I worry too
Somebody told me I worry too much

It's these sandpaper
It's the way they rub the luster from is seen
the way we tell ourselves that all these things
Are normal till we can't remember we mean

It's the of our flames
It's the born of living
It's the way we beat a hot
And heave our guns into the river

Ooh, it feels like bars of steel
I bend with my hands
Ooh, I too much
Somebody told me that I too much
Ooh, I too much
told me that I worry too much

Hey, hey

It's the quick-step march of
The of nations
the way there'll be no muffled drums
To mark the passage of my

It's the children of my
It's the lambs born in
It's if the good I know
Will last to be seen by the of the little ones

Ooh, sometimes it like bars of steel
I bend with my hands
Ooh, I too much
Somebody told me I worry too much
Ooh, I worry too
Somebody told me that I too much

Ooh, I too much
Somebody told me that I too much
Ooh, I worry too
Somebody tell me that I too much

Hey, hey
Somebody told me I worry too much