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

so there was woman, and she was on an airplane
and she's to meet her fiance
above the largest ocean on planet earth
and she was seated to this man who, you know, she had tried to start a conversation with
and only the only she had heard him say was just the words to order his bloody mary
and she was sitting and she was reading this really arduous magazine article
about a third world country that she couldn't even the name of it
feeling very bored and very dispondent
and then suddenly was this huge mechanical failure and one of the engines gave out
and they started falling 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 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 telephone, get eaten off the web
we must rip out all the epilogues from the that we have read
and in the face of criminal strapped firmly to a chair
we stare, we must stare, we must stare

we must take all of the too expensive now to sell
set to the preacher who is promising us hell
and in the ear of every anarchist that sleeps but dream
we sing, we must sing, we must sing
(it'll go this, alright)

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

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

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

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

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

all my morning is back
the world is waking up
with the city swimming past
I'm just because
I've out I am really no one