Luyện nghe bài hát A Floater Left With Pleasure In The Executive Washroom

Single file lines by design
With a ring so deceiving
away to a status cult
Where indifference control
And then time comes "toe the line"
Cherish this pride made from feeling
The we denial
"It's all in my head"

Will we do for bread?

If anything we've said
Means nothing now it never did
me
This what we want
This isn't what we
This is what we can

once there was a pat on the back
Is now just a of the whip
Where there was a celebrated coming of age
Is just a uniform doesn't fit
Witness most common breed
Whittled to property
And keep on
"It's all in my head"

Will we do for bread?

If anything ever said
Means nothing now it never did
me
This what we want
This what we need
is what we can afford

Where once was a pat on the back
Is now a crack of the whip
Where once was a celebrated coming of age
Is just a uniform doesn't fit
Witness this common breed
Whittled down to
And on singin'
"It's all in my head"

Celebrate this sorry
With of what you hate
And try to comfort in the fact
That not alone

isn't you
It's what you do
Don't the irony of calling it a "living"
If you feel no one
If you feel nothing
You've been taking what they're giving