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 obvious got things on his mind.
He shakes his head, pulls the blind.

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

I'm do tomorrow
I did yesterday.
It's such a 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.
Living out a misconception,
Reality, a perception.

It's a wasted life,
any conclusion.

Days drift days,
His life just 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 away by alien beings to another
galaxy, deep in space. To a where a man can live
out his fantasies, and unimaginable pleasures.
But morning and soon the realities of life will
shatter his illusions, and the clichs of the world
bring him down. But he's waiting 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 little man, anger in his eyes,
by the window, looks at the sky.