Luyện nghe bài hát Bottom Of Everything (We Must Sing)

so there was this woman, and she was on an
and she's flying to meet her
sailing above the largest ocean on planet
and she was seated next to this man who, you know, she had tried to start a conversation
and only the only thing she had heard him say was just the words to order his mary
and she was sitting there and she was reading this really arduous article
about a third world country she couldn't even pronounce the name of it
she's very bored and very dispondent
and then suddenly there was this huge failure and one of the engines gave out
and they just started thirty-thousand feet
the pilot's on the microphone and he's
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Oh my god. I'm sorry" and
and she looks at the man and says, she "Where are we going?"
and he looks at her and he says "We're going to a party. It's a birthday party. It's birthday. Happy birthday Darlin'. We love you very very very very very very very much."
and then he starts humming this little and it kinda goes like this
it goes, 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4.

we must in every telephone, get eaten off the web
we must rip out all the epilogues from the books that we read
and in the face of criminal strapped firmly to a chair
we must stare, we stare, we must stare

we must take all of the medicines too expensive now to
set to the preacher who is promising us hell
and in the ear of every that sleeps but doesn't dream
we must sing, we must sing, we must
(it'll go this, alright)

while my mother plants, my father loads his gun
he says death will give us to god
like the setting sun is returned to the lonesome ocean

(And then they splashed into the deep sea
oh it was a splash)

we must blend into the choir; ecstatic with the whole
we memorize nine numbers and deny we have a soul
and in endless race from property and privilege to be one
we must run, we must run, we run

we must up in the belfry where the bats in moonlight laugh
we must stare into a crystal ball and see the past
and in the caverns of tomorrow with our flashlights and our love
we plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge

and then we'll get down there...you know way down to the very bottom of and we'll see it
oh see it we'll see it

all my morning is coming
the whole world is up
with the buses swimming past
I'm happy because
I've found out I am no one