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 her fiance
above the largest ocean on planet earth
and she was next to this man who, you know, she had tried to start a conversation with
and only the only thing she had him say was just the words to order his bloody mary
and she was sitting there and she was reading this really arduous magazine
about a third world country she couldn't even pronounce the name of it
she's feeling bored and very dispondent
and then there was this huge mechanical failure and one of the engines gave out
and they just started thirty-thousand feet
the on the microphone and he's saying
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Oh my god. I'm sorry" and
and she at the man and says, she says "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 your birthday. Happy birthday Darlin'. We love you very very very very very very much."
and then he starts humming this tune and it kinda goes like this
it goes, 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4.

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

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

while my mother waters plants, my father his gun
he says will give us back to god
just like the setting sun is returned to the lonesome

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

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

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

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

all my is coming back
the world is waking up
with the buses swimming past
I'm happy just
I've out I am really no one