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

so there was woman, and she was on an airplane
and she's flying to her fiance
sailing above the largest ocean on planet
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 heard him say was just the words to order his bloody
and she was sitting there and she was reading this really arduous article
about a third world country that she even pronounce the name of it
feeling very bored and very dispondent
and then suddenly there was this huge mechanical failure and one of the gave out
and they just started falling 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 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 little tune and it kinda goes like this
it goes, 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4.

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

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

while my waters plants, my father loads his gun
he says death give us back to god
just like the setting sun is to the lonesome ocean

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

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

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

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

all my morning is coming
the world is waking up
the city buses swimming past
I'm just because
found out I am really no one