Luyện nghe bài hát Amused To Death

Doctor Doctor is wrong with me
This supermarket is getting long
What is the heart life of a TV
What is the shelf life of a queen
Ooh western
Ooh girl
hound sniffs the air
When Jessica Hahn down
He on to that symbol of detachment
Attracted by the away of feeling
The of the abused shell the belle
Ooh western
Ooh western
And the children of
their stuff
Is zero cold enough
And out in the valley and clean
The little ones sit by their TV
No thoughts to
No to cry
All dry
to the very last breath
Bartender is wrong with me?
Why am I so out of
The captain excuse me ma'am
This species has itself to death
Amused to death
itself to death
We the tragedy unfold
We did as we told
We bought and
It was the greatest on earth
But it was over
We ohhed and
We drove our racing
We ate our last few of caviar
And somewhere out in the stars
A keen-eyed
a flickering light
Our last
Our last
And they found our shadows
Grouped around the TV
They ran down every
repeated every test
They checked out all the data on their
And then the alien
Admitted they were still
But on every other reason
For our sad
They the explanation left
This species has amused itself to
No tears to cry, no left
species has amused itself to death
(switch channels)

[Alf Razzell:] "Years later, I saw Bill Hubbard's name on the memorial to the missing at Aras. And I...when I saw his name I was absolutely transfixed; it was as though he...he was now a human being instead of some sort of nightmarish memory of how I had to leave him, all those years ago. And I felt relieved, and ever since then I've felt happier about it, because always before, whenever I thought of him, I said to myself, 'Was there something else that I could have done?' [background: "I'd rather die, I'd rather die..."] And that always sort of worried me. And having seen him, and his name in the register - as you know in the memorials there's a little safe, there's a register in there with every - and seeing his name and his name on the memorial; it sort of lightened my...heart, if you like."
"When was it that you saw his name on the memorial?"
[Alf:] "Ah, when I was eighty-seven, that be the year, ninete...eighty-four, nineteen eighty-four."