Luyện nghe bài hát Zero or a Zillion

Yeah,
the fucking doors set

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

I sitting on the floor watching Johnny play
On his knees, on a carpet, not on a
In front of a fire, in a room
Cozy and warm of potluck food
But if one day suddenly Johnny got
I'd be glad that you knew too
His songs are smart, important,
Wanting that all to myself be totally lame
I don't claim to be Regina's only fan
Just because I knew her way back
You Cat Stevens couldn't be my god
I heard him first in Harold and Maude
I all his albums, I listened, I cried
Teaser and the Firecat my life
I painted a on my jean jacket
Drew 'Peace Trains' on my homework
I'm listening to 'The Wind of My Soul'
And I'm a hard headed woman, so I've told
Yeah, just sound, we're just ears
Why are you affected by who hears
If Michael Jackson's hits make him less
You taking your clothes off makes me plus
When what preach, I'll make it or break it
Do you abstain? Repeat after me
You can like what you
You can what you like
And let like what they like
And let like what they like
You can what you like
You can what you like
And let them what they like
And let them like what like

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, like everything, like it
I you, Mikey