Luyện nghe bài hát Bland Street Bloom

As the rains(x2)

no ambition, told from vision
Pre-recorded of wisdom
Bland Street Bloom, a moronic

No ambition, plague of
up in your maze of wisdom
Shake-up, make-up,
you need some healing
No
old wrong millenium scorn
Maze of
Bland Street Bloom, a moronic

little birds all singing in the street
Few trees left, bare and
In this hollow bitter

No ambition, told vision
maze of wisdom
Bland Bloom (x5)
As the dove blood (x4)

A world of
Man-made thunders
(dove, blood, dove, blood)

stuffing a turkey
Gutless,
premeditated hole

Like a rock doesn't roll
You are the rock that doesn't
Like a rock that doesn't
You are the that doesn't roll
Empty into the fruit bowl
Become a
one of the people
Welcome to the road
soul has now been scrolled.

No backbone, just and thrown
the show you go
No backbone, malignant groans
Of and where and now
Of what and and how of what
Don't count on nothing being
when you're in the concrete sea
Not you or me in

I can't them, I can't stand this
About as much fun as a pint of piss
Can't that and you can't smoke this
Bitter as a cold
Bitter as a brew pint of piss

A of wonders
mechanical thunders
(dove, blood, dove, blood)

As the dove rains blood the streets
Man-made mechanical
I think I've seen this thing to many times
Mediocrity has never a way of life
I've been inspired by all this strife!

Street Bloom (x4)

I stand them, I can't stand this
About as much fun as drinking a pint of
Can't that and you can't smoke this
Bitter as a cold
Bitter as a cold brew pint of