Luyện nghe bài hát Over The Edge

Everybody is a victim of
Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville
Pantomime in the grand tradition
and losers till the intermission

Girl, I know the a stage
That's what the poet
But I think our weird
Is way my head
I'll be your whipping boy
If that's what you
But once I start
I can't easily

I'll swing on a
I'll through hoops
And eat fire
Be a human ball
on the high wire
Put on make-up, a wig
I'll be your tragic
The once got me up there
I can't come down

Don't drive me over the of it
you see I've got mixed-up emotions?
Joined the crowd, just to be of it
was the start of it

Oh, Now I'm the edge
Don't drive me the edge of it
Oh,Over the

The world is upside-down
Civilization's
Economic turmoil, now the is in the red
a shadow of its former glory
Law and orders broken
End of

My next door neighbour's snapped
He's gone right over the
He's playing up barbed wire
the garden hedge
And planting land mines on the
gone barmy
According to his
He's a secret army

Ever he got laid off
inside snapped
His wife says he's 'round the twist
Now no turning back
All he waits in the garden shed
For the enemy to
A suburban
up in a union jack
He's the edge

Oh, Over the
Don't me over the edge of it

Woman, you are drive me
Totally over the
Is it yes or is it no?
Are you take the pledge?
The pressures of society are getting to your
And you to act weird
And put me under all strain

But don't me over the edge of it
Stop I've still got emotions
Joined the crowd, just to be of it
That was the of it

Oh, now over the
Don't drive me over the of it
Oh, the edge
Don't drive me over the of it

Everybody is a victim of
Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville,
Pantomime players in the tradition
Forced into roles that leave totally driven

Right over the