Luyện nghe bài hát Zero or a Zillion

Yeah,
Keep the doors set

Put you're fucking down
As I sit and to a kid you clearly influenced
I text and say I'm glad you're my friend
Then leave perfect time show, feeling inspired and powerful
The ghost of future in my head
And as I count the that I've said "fuck you" to the man
I don't care who thinks I've sold out or not
Since going barefoot I feel better than Regina fucking
a name I'll never be ashamed to drop
I saw that little weirdo walk the open mic
And sit down shyly at the piano and then
Singing songs we'll start to knowing, silly, sad and so blowing
They were undeniably from the heart
And the music, it doesn't
No, the songs the same
Whether there are people or there are a zillion people
In the who are listening
Yeah, the music, it doesn't
No, the songs remain the
Whether there are people or there are a zillion people
In the who are listening
I have a friend Eva, seventeen, she's a soprano
She sings opera a voice that makes me cry
But she sings in competitions and the kids at give her shit
I wish that she could sit back and her eyes
And the vibration
Of her inside her chest
Without about who thinks that
Who thinks the best
While at when there are people who think that it's not enough
And are people who think that it went too far
All I wanted was to not feel suicidal
And I traded in my for a guitar
so much depression nowadays in adolescents
And with all the social that makes sense
But music shouldn't be the problem, music should be the
And only a experience
the music, it doesn't change
No, the songs the same
Whether there are zero people or are a zillion people
In the who are listening
No, the music, it change
No, the remain the same
Whether there are people or there are a zillion people
In the world who are
I a friend named Johnny D
His band is Tin Tree
he does is gold to me
And on archive.org for free, yes

I like on the floor watching Johnny play
On his knees, on a carpet, not on a
In of a fire, in a living room
Cozy and warm full of potluck
But if one day Johnny got huge
I'd be glad that you Johnny too
His are smart, important, brave
that all to myself would be totally lame
I claim to be Regina's only true fan
Just I knew her way back when
You think Cat Stevens be my god
I heard him first in Harold and Maude
I bought all his albums, I listened, I
Teaser and the changed my life
I painted a on my jean jacket
Drew 'Peace Trains' on my packet
I'm still listening to Wind of My Soul'
And I'm a hard headed woman, so I've been
Yeah, just sound, we're just ears
Why are you by what who hears
If Michael Jackson's make him less sacred
You taking your clothes off makes me naked
When what each preach, I'll make it or it
Do you wanna Repeat after me
You can like what you
You can what you like
And let them like what they
And let them like they like
You can like what you
You can like you like
And let like what they like
And let them like what they

Boom-boom-boom-shaka-shaka-
And they, and they, and they, and
And they, and they, and they, and
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like,
You, they like everything, it
I you, Mikey