Luyện nghe bài hát Bland Street Bloom

As the rains(x2)

no ambition, told from vision
Pre-recorded maze of
Street Bloom, a moronic feeling

No ambition, of pidgeons
Twisted up in your of wisdom
Shake-up, make-up,
you need some healing
No
Same old wrong millenium
of wisdom
Bland Bloom, a moronic feeling

Pretty little birds all singing in the
Few left, bare and shivering
In this hollow street

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

A of wonders
Man-made mechanical
(dove, blood, dove, blood)

Like stuffing a
Gutless,
premeditated hole

Like a rock that doesn't
You are the rock that roll
Like a rock doesn't roll
You are the rock doesn't roll
Empty coal into the bowl
a machine
Just one of the
Welcome to the middle
Your has now been scrolled.

No backbone, just torn and
Into the you go
No backbone, just groans
Of what and and now
Of what and and how of what
Don't count on being free
when you're in the concrete sea
Not you or me in

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

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

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

Street Bloom (x4)

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