Luyện nghe bài hát Napoleon's Hat

The barons of industry put on Hitlers tongue
The next crashed hard
a loud sound like a starting gun
Its race for acquisition and to more things that glow

I got a knack for dodging bullets and flying
So I act I am rich, try and make it my whole look
'Cause poor people dont exist when times are

Mozarts foster parents put cigarettes out in his
When he got old to stutter he said
"I dont listen but can hear"
The eloquence of traffic, yeah, the pond's sad lament

Its a requiem of moments I keep living through
But wheres the monster in the
I cant find the hangman inside his
I evil dont exist when times are good

Doctor winced when he felt
The piece of his pace-maker
his shirt on a subway platform
Clutching his chest while his blurred

He saw the of his creation, the destroyer of the world
Yeah, truth can leap to solace or a life long
Its like wading through a wasteland a town you love once stood
You just cry each time you think of times were good

tailor dressed him in a giant hat and funny platform shoes
Saying anyone can be a hero, you just got to force people to up to you
So when youre talking on a hotline to a soul
let your voice sound like hot coffee, more like a scented pillow

And for understanding over being understood
Just let yourself forget when the times get good
When the get good
When the get good