Luyện nghe bài hát Wasteland

I saw the best of my generation playing
Maked up and up
And looking some kind of china doll

With all of Adolf moves down cold
As they up in front of a Rock and Roll band
And always moving upward and ever
To this golden promised land

With the of them all
Moonlighting as a word
And the of them all
Checking IDs saloons

And the prettiest of all off her clothes
In front of men eyes look like
They were in some hick town
Omaha, watching the police chief
Run his car off the of a bridge

I saw men with like the ones I'd had
Beg outside the Seven-Eleven
Till it got so they affect me anymore
the mailboxes I'd passed
'Cept that sometimes, I'd put in the mailbox

I'd had the wind at my back now I it cold in my face
And for an awful long now
You were the only one who ever me late at night
And I really never noticed till you stopped calling
And the emptiness, silence got so

Broken up in the wasteland, up in the promised land
Broken up in Disneyland, up in the plastic land
Broken up in the wasteland, up in the wasteland
up in the wasteland

I saw dead Monroe
Strung up on street corner in Hollywood
Like two bit whore offering a discount rate
And I how Joe Dimaggio felt

I saw James Dean's ghost
Wandering the sidewalk troubled
And I wondered how his felt

I saw signs said, "Headshots done for cheap"
Signs said, "Extras wanted, top dollars paid"
for 'Haircuts' and signs for 'Manicures'
And signs for "Tanning salons" and signs for specialists
Signs for "Cosmetic surgery' and signs for training'
And I to read them all

And every block looked like every single block
Looked like every single block looked like every single
But she kept driving 'cause everyone else driving
And 'cause gridlock is evil and not knowing anywhere is

And who had money looked good
But weren't too happy and those who have money
Didn't look so good and weren't too either
And in a city of million, two hundred and sixty nine thousand
Nine hundred eighty four, everyone was

up in the wasteland, broken up in the promised land
Broken up in Disneyland, broken up in the plastic
Broken up in the wasteland, up in the wasteland
Broken up in the

And I watched as everyone I knew their lives
Trying to be watched on
Watched on film or listened to on a
And they thought, "Well, maybe way
I get a little love out of this life"

And I watched as the of my generation
Abandoned their dreams and settled for making a little
I watched TV, read the papers, to the radio
And all the fancy scenes
And said all the right and wore all the right clothes
And the names of the hip people

But I still felt out of so I stopped watching TV
And reading the papers and to the radio
And making the scenes and saying the right words
And wearing the right clothes and knowing the of the hip people
And I felt more out of touch than ever but I didn't anymore

And I felt you away and I felt myself slipping from you
And I wanted more anything else
For it to for one whole day like it used to
But all ever was was sun, relentless sun, hot beating sun

And wore their sunglasses
And walked around like flies under magnifying
With their eyes

Broken up in the wasteland, broken up in the land
Broken up in Disneyland, broken up in the plastic
up in the wasteland, broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the wasteland, up in the wasteland
up in the wasteland