Luyện nghe bài hát Bland Street Bloom

As the rains(x2)

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

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

Pretty little all singing in the street
Few trees left, and shivering
In this bitter street

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

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

Like stuffing a
Gutless,
Man-made premeditated

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

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

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

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

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

Street Bloom (x4)

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