Luyện nghe bài hát Aborigine

"A real kitchen drama. This kind of thing happens all the time and it
leaves a nasty on the shag-pile." Starts so slowly, just a place to
stay... Somewhere warm where they can spend their days. Air is
and he feels unclean. hangs greasy and he smells obscene.
Something's happened and it's not so good, broken in the face of
love. Mottled flesh under the harsh strip light. Nylong sheets to
them warm at night. Once it's started it can never stop, fills his
with a dark damp fog. In the distance is a cry, growing louder as
the go by, days get longer and he starts to drunk, spews his stomach
in the kitchen sink. Tells his children they have respect, tells
his wife she's a wreck. He hates his wife and he hates them all.
He hates his wife and he hates them all. Can't be when it's all
the same, it long enough; it goes away. In the meantime stomach
turns to fat. She tries to tell him but he can't have that. only
jealous and she's telling lies. Standing in his flesh disguise. It
took him to get her into bed; now he's got her he just wants her
dead. She wants excitement and she needs romance, all she is dirty
underpants. Stupid animal that know why, something's wrong so
someone has to die. The wind is blowing and the rain down, sends his
on a trip downtown. Sees them die in a burning wreck. Sees them
burn, smokes a cigarette. He hates his and he hates them all. He
knows he's finished but he can't now and he wants to end it but he
see how and it's all in pieces, thrown it all away. Ih, but he's not
ugly he just that way. And he wants some quiet and he needs it now
but the scream he started's far too loud. He still pretends he
it just for now; his day will come he'll lose it all somehow. Killing
time until his ship arrives; dead 10 years but he's still alive. And
the time is wasted and the ship has but he hasn;t noticed and he comes
home drunk. He's just dead weight never leave the ground, he tries
to but he keeps falling down. It's hard to know he doesn't count for
much. He's not a has-been; just a never-was. He hates his and he
them all.