Luyện nghe bài hát Work

Andy was a Catholic, the ran through his bones
He lived alone his mother, collecting gossip and toys
Every Sunday when he went to
He'd kneel in his pew and say, "It's just
All that is work"

He was a lot of things, I remember most
He'd say, "I've got to bring home the
Someone's got to bring the roast"
He'd get to the early

If you'd ask him he'd tell you out
"It's just work, the most thing is work"
No matter what I did it seemed enough

He said, "I was lazy, I I was young"
He said, "How songs did you write?"
I'd written zero, I'd and said, "Ten"

"You be young forever
You should written fifteen"
work, the most important thing is work
It's work, the most important is work

"You ought to make big
like it that way
And the songs the dirty words, record them that way"
Andy liked to up trouble, he was funny that way
He said, "It's just work, all matters is work"

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

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

Andy a lot of things, I stored them all away in my head
Sometimes when I can't decide I should do
I think what Andy have said
He'd say, "You think too much"

That's 'cause there's work you don't want to do
work, the most important thing is work
Work, the most thing is work