Luyện nghe bài hát Synchronicity Ii

Another suburban morning
Grandmother at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our crispies
We can't anything at all
Mother chants her of boredom and frustration
But we know all her are fake
Daddy stares into the distance
There's so much more that he can take
miles away
Something crawls from the
At the of a dark scottish lake

Another industrial morning
The factory belches filth the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket today
He think to wonder why
The secretaries pout and preen
tarts in a red light street
But all he ever thinks to do is
And every single meeting with his so-called
Is a humiliating in the crotch
miles away
Something crawls to the
Of a scottish lake

Another day has ended
Only the rush hour hell to
Packed lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone the distance
He knows that something somewhere has to
He sees the family home now looming in the
The pain that makes his eyeballs ache
miles away
There's a on the door
Of a on the shore
Of a dark lake
Many miles away, many miles