Luyện nghe bài hát American Dream

All work no play may made Jack a dull boy
But all work no God has left with a lost soul
But he's moving on steam
He's chasing the American
He's gonna give his the finer things

Not time son I've no time to waste
But maybe tomorrow we'll have to play
And then he slips his new little BMW
And farther and farther, farther away

'Cause he works all day and tries to at night
He tells them things get better
Oh in time

So he works and he builds with his own two
And he pours all he has in a castle made with
But the wind and the rain are comin' in
Time will tell just how his kingdom stands
But will his stand?

His American is beginning to seem
More and more a nightmare
With every day
Daddy, can you to my game?
Oh Baby, don't work late
wasted weekend
And they are slipping

'Cause he all day and lies awake at night
He tells them will get better
Just take a more time

So he and he builds with his own two hands
And he pours all he has in a castle with sand
But the wind and the rain are crashing in
Time will tell just how long his stands
But will his stand?

He to say, whoever dies with the most toys wins
But if he loses his soul, what has he in the end
I'll a shack on the rock
a castle in the sand
Now he works all day and cries alone at
It's not any better
Looks like he's out of time

'Cause he worked and he built his own two hands
And he all he had in a castle made with sand
But the wind and the are coming crashing in
Time tell just how long his kingdom stands
His kingdom

All they really was You
All they really was You
All they really was You