Luyện nghe bài hát Tunnel

The tenth of July 1985 .... Don't ask questions .... I had nothing
else to do I was bored .... I had, I had not .... weeks since the
has gone, fifteen weeks with the same shirt on, a thousand bodies
stink and sweat and somebody's to roll a cigarette. Clean mister.
Clean mister. Clean missed her. Just relax and enjoy it, nothing
really. Let's get you out of damp clothes, just life yourself up,
get those dreadful off. You'll feel so much better afterwards.
Just close eyes and let it ooze all over you. Trickling down your
back warm and sticky. Isn't that No don't speak, just let yourself
go, sink, down deeper and deeper and deeper. At 3 o'clock that
morning I awoke in an unfamiliar room .... in my hands like paper
... a thick, pale green liquid .... sunlight through net
curtains. 6,000 miles an hour into white light. There's a brass
band playing somewhere. Roll on your and wait for the talcum. But
that? Pull back the linen sheets to find the shirt they peeled off
your only two hours before the bed tips sideways. No .... and to one
day woke up in fields with the sky blue above me. And to be clean
again. But I'll never be clean again.