Luyện nghe bài hát Amused To Death

Doctor Doctor is wrong with me
This supermarket life is getting
What is the heart life of a TV
What is the life of a teenage queen
Ooh woman
Ooh western
News sniffs the air
When Jessica 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 children of
Strut stuff
Is absolute cold enough
And out in the valley warm and
The little ones sit by TV screens
No thoughts to
No to cry
All dry
Down to the very last
Bartender is wrong with me?
Why am I so out of
The said excuse me ma'am
species has amused itself to death
Amused itself to
Amused to death
We watched the unfold
We did as we told
We and sold
It was the greatest show on
But it was over
We and aahed
We drove our cars
We ate our last few jars of
And somewhere out there in the
A keen-eyed
Spied a light
Our last
Our hurrah
And they found our shadows
Grouped the TV sets
They ran down lead
They repeated test
They checked out all the on their lists
And the alien anthropologists
Admitted they were perplexed
But on eliminating every other
For our sad
They the explanation left
This species has amused itself to
No tears to cry, no feelings
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 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 lightened my...heart, if you like."
[woman:] "When was it you saw his name on the memorial?"
[Alf:] "Ah, I was eighty-seven, that would be the year, ninete...eighty-four, nineteen eighty-four."