Luyện nghe bài hát Aborigine

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