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

so there was woman, and she was on an airplane
and flying to meet her fiance
sailing above the largest ocean on earth
and she was seated next to this man who, you know, she had tried to start a with
and only the only she had heard him say was just the words to order his bloody mary
and she was sitting there and she was reading really arduous magazine article
about a third country that she couldn't even pronounce the name of it
she's feeling very and very dispondent
and then there 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 humming this little 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 we have read
and in the face of every criminal strapped to a chair
we must stare, we must stare, we stare

we must take all of the too expensive now to sell
set fire to the preacher who is us hell
and in the ear of every anarchist sleeps but doesn't dream
we must sing, we sing, we must sing
(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 sun is returned to the lonesome ocean

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

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

we must hang up in the 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 must plunge, we plunge, we must plunge

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

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