Luyện nghe bài hát R&R

Days into weeks of afternoons
Nothing much for us to say real for us to do
watch the carousel go round and round in endless circles
in the pupil of the Deadeye until you just numb
It's Jerusalem. There's not much trouble anymore
it's mostly the blissed-out stuff that people go for
and the juggernaut tyranny of 4/4
Double, triple bluff and then back on
a world of and tribute bands, everything downsized
I don't know where it was but I I've heard that song
it was a of answers and all of them have been wrong.
Wake me in a thousand

little island, you look better in the rain
You more honest in blue or something we can't see through
and out across the world I see four billion
and all of have faces and all of them have names
Enough. Wake me in a thousand

The Prozac dawn opens white
I don't remember it was I got so passionate about
all now digitally synthesised, seduced, stainless
the bad smell of disguised, deodorised
There's just the scent of money and still intact
A century of put to sleep to start over again
Here comes the train.

We into the crystal and we felt the Fear
but it's already here, it's too late
We're learning to love the that we hate
learning to love the things that we hate