Luyện nghe bài hát Deadhead

Tired bored sad people, tired sad lives
Endless cars on roadways endless shopfronts with endless lies
Even the winners, even the punters, lipped packages, think it's bad
Can't imagine a could deal with anything so sad
It's all set up so you do it
Not let up so you don't it
All arranged so you can't it
All so you won't take it
Set in little of isolation
by regulation
Crushed for product in a man's passion
Relative for the ration nation
Tear a bit, smash a bit, cause a pain
That's a contribution then they build it up
Fool yourself thinking it's a holyheld
When all the time it's another light relief
Oh boredom stunt
You never really feel it you're up at the front
It doesn't really matter where the it's going
As long as everybody has the hot flowing....
Excitement and thrills, Will put off the
frills, docility pills
New Wave, in the plan
Real music by dan
old discos, shame balam
Soddern christ, futurists again
the machine
Crank up the
We're what we seem
Know I mean?
But no-one can out the last five years
other ways of living than in supergloo pairs
Marry me Fuck off, creep!
Tired and lonely, life on the
Didn't it, but now we're very happy
Another poor fucker in its nappy
Bakunin and bollocks and fun and
Hit the fantasy and come up the charts
people like shit and that's what you get