Luyện nghe bài hát Work

Andy was a
The ethic ran his bones
He alone with his mother
gossip and toys

Every Sunday when he went to
He'd in his pew and he'd say
It's work all that matters is

He was a lot of
What I remember the most say
I've got to bring home the
Someone's got to bring home the

He'd get to the factory
If ask him
He'd told you straight out
It's

No matter what I did it never enough
He said I was lazy, I I was young
He said, "How songs did you write"
I'd zero, I'd lied and said, "Ten"

You be young forever
You should have fifteen
work

You to make things big
People it that way
And the songs with the words
Make sure record them that way

Andy liked to up trouble
He was funny way
He said, "It's work"

Andy sat to talk one day
He said, "Decide you want
Do you to expand your parameters
Or play museums like dilettante"

I him on the spot, he got red and he called me a rat
It was the worst word that he could of
And never seen him like that, it's work
I thought he said it's work

said a lot of things
I stored them all in my head
Sometimes I can't decide what I should do
I what would Andy have said

He'd probably say, "You think too
That's 'cause work that you don't want to do"
It's work, the most thing is work
It's work, the important thing is work