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 end to a wasted day.
on the man at the window,
Looking at the down below.
It's he's got things on his mind.
He his head, pulls down the blind.

He writing a letter,
To make it clear.
He's just a man who's the end of his rope,
Expressing his and his fears.
In a world, so lonely and afraid,
Disillusioned by the they made,
It's a pity that it up this way,
is just a clich.

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

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

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

It's a wasted life,
any conclusion.

Days drift days,
His just 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 man is asleep in his bed,
up, safely away.

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

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

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