Luyện nghe bài hát Synchronicity Ii

Another suburban morning
screaming at the wall
We have to shout the din of our rice crispies
We can't anything at all
chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all her are fake
only stares into the distance
There's so much more that he can take
Many miles
crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a scottish lake

Another ugly morning
The factory belches into the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket today
He think to wonder why
The secretaries pout and like
Cheap in a red light street
But all he ever thinks to do is
And every meeting with his so-called superior
Is a humiliating in the crotch
Many away
Something crawls to the
Of a dark scottish

Another working day has
the rush hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal
in a suicidal race
Daddy grips the and stares alone into the distance
He knows that something somewhere has to
He sees the family home now in the headlights
The pain upstairs 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