Luyện nghe bài hát Clichés Of The World (B Movie)

Sunset the high-rise,
By a motorway,
A man looks up at the sky.
An uneventful end to a day.
on the man at the window,
Looking at the down below.
It's he's got things on his mind.
He shakes his head, pulls the blind.

He start's a letter,
To it perfectly clear.
just a man who's reached the end of his rope,
Expressing his and his fears.
In a world, feels so and afraid,
Disillusioned by the they made,
It's a that it ended up this way,
Life is a clich.

I'm do tomorrow
I did yesterday.
It's a dull routine,
cut this scene,
It's such a clich.

life, day to day,
so pass.
Everything you and say,
another clich.

Like an on a movie screen,
Living out someone dream.
Living out a misconception,
Reality, a perception.

It's such a life,
any conclusion.

Days drift days,
His life slips away.
so blas,
a clich.
Yes it is.
Yes it is.
an illusion.
an illusion.

Moonlight the high-rise,
At the end of the day.
The little man is in his bed,
up, safely away.

In his dreams he's taken by alien beings to another
galaxy, deep in space. To a planet where a man can
out his fantasies, and experience pleasures.
But morning comes and soon the realities of will
shatter his illusions, and the clichs of the will
bring him down. But still he's for a change.

drift into days,
His life just away.
is pass,
a clich.
Yes it is.
Yes it is.
an illusion.
an illusion.
Yes it is.
Yes it is.

See the sunlight the motorway,
The man, with anger in his eyes,
by the window, looks at the sky.