Luyện nghe bài hát Bland Street Bloom

As the rains(x2)

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

No ambition, plague of
Twisted up in your of wisdom
Shake-up, make-up,
Think you some healing
No
Same old wrong millenium
Maze of
Bland Street Bloom, a feeling

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

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

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

Like a turkey
Gutless,
premeditated hole

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

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

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

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

As the dove rains blood the streets
mechanical thunders
I I've seen this thing to many times before
Mediocrity has never been a way of
been inspired by seeing all this strife!

Bland Bloom (x4)

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