Luyện nghe bài hát Bland Street Bloom

As the rains(x2)

There's no ambition, from vision
maze of wisdom
Bland Bloom, a moronic feeling

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

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

No ambition, from vision
Pre-recorded of wisdom
Street Bloom (x5)
As the dove blood (x4)

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

Like a turkey
Gutless,
Man-made premeditated

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

No backbone, just torn and
Into the you go
No backbone, just groans
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 can't stand them, I can't stand
About as much fun as drinking a pint of
Can't wear that and you can't this
Bitter as a cold
Bitter as a cold brew of piss

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

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

Bland Street (x4)

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