Luyện nghe bài hát Amused To Death

Doctor Doctor what is wrong me
This supermarket life is getting
What is the heart life of a TV
What is the life of a teenage queen
Ooh western
Ooh girl
News hound the air
Jessica Hahn goes down
He on to that symbol of detachment
Attracted by the away of feeling
The of the abused shell the belle
Ooh western
Ooh girl
And the of Melrose
Strut stuff
Is absolute zero cold
And out in the valley and clean
The little ones sit by their TV
No to think
No to cry
All dry
Down to the very last
Bartender what is wrong me?
Why am I so out of
The captain excuse me ma'am
This has amused itself to death
itself to death
Amused itself to
We watched the unfold
We did as we told
We and sold
It was the greatest on earth
But then it was
We and aahed
We drove our racing
We ate our last few jars of
And somewhere out in the stars
A look-out
a flickering light
Our last
Our hurrah
And when they found our
around the TV sets
They ran every lead
repeated every test
They checked out all the on their lists
And then the alien
Admitted they were still
But on eliminating every reason
For our sad
They logged the left
This species has amused itself to
No tears to cry, no feelings
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 name - and seeing his name and his name on the memorial; it sort of my...heart, if you like."
"When was it that you saw his name on the memorial?"
[Alf:] "Ah, when I was eighty-seven, that would be the year, ninete...eighty-four, eighty-four."