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

so there was this woman, and she was on an
and she's to meet her fiance
sailing above the largest ocean on earth
and she was seated next to man who, you know, she had tried to start a conversation with
and only the thing she had heard him say was just the words to order his bloody mary
and she was sitting there and she was reading this arduous magazine article
about a third world country that she couldn't even the name of it
she's feeling bored and very dispondent
and then suddenly there was this huge failure and one of the engines gave out
and they started falling thirty-thousand feet
the pilot's on the microphone and saying
"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. birthday Darlin'. We love you very very very very very very very much."
and he starts humming this 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 of every criminal strapped firmly to a chair
we must stare, we stare, we must stare

we must all of the medicines 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 sing
(it'll go this, alright)

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

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

we must blend into the sing ecstatic with the whole
we must memorize 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 hang up in the belfry where the bats in moonlight
we must into a crystal ball and only see the past
and in the caverns of with just our flashlights and our love
we must plunge, we must plunge, we must

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

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