Luyện nghe bài hát Amused To Death

Doctor Doctor what is with me
This supermarket is getting long
is the heart life of a colour TV
What is the shelf life of a queen
Ooh western
Ooh girl
News sniffs the air
When Jessica goes down
He latches on to that of detachment
by the peeling away of feeling
The of the abused shell the belle
Ooh western
Ooh western
And the children of
Strut stuff
Is absolute zero cold
And out in the valley and clean
The little ones sit by their TV
No thoughts to
No to cry
All dry
Down to the very breath
what is wrong with me?
Why am I so out of
The captain said me ma'am
This species has itself to death
Amused to death
Amused to death
We the tragedy unfold
We did as we told
We and sold
It was the greatest show on
But it was over
We ohhed and
We drove our racing
We ate our last few of caviar
And somewhere out there in the
A look-out
Spied a flickering
Our last
Our hurrah
And when they found our
Grouped the TV sets
They ran down every
They repeated every
They checked out all the data on their
And the alien anthropologists
Admitted they still perplexed
But on every other reason
For our sad
They logged the left
This species has amused itself to
No tears to cry, no left
This species has amused 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?' "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 name - 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."