Luyện nghe bài hát Napoleon's Hat

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

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

Mozarts foster parents put out in his ears
When he got old enough to stutter he
"I dont but I-I-I can hear"
The eloquence of traffic, yeah, the milk sad lament

Its a requiem of moments I keep living them
But the monster in the closet?
I cant find the hangman his hood
I guess evil dont exist times are good

Oppenheimer winced when he felt
The piece of his pace-maker
Unbuttoned his shirt on a subway
Clutching his chest his vision blurred

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

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

And strive for over being understood
dont let yourself forget when the times get good
When the times get
the times get good