Luyện nghe bài hát Clichés of The World

Sunset over the
By a
A man looks up at the sky
An uneventful end to a day

Close-up of the man at the
at the street down below
It's obvious he's got on his mind
He shakes his head, pulls down the

He starts writing a
To make it perfectly
He's just a man who's the end of his rope
his doubts and his fears

In a world, so lonely and afraid
And disillusioned by the promises made
It's a pity that it ended up way
is just a cliche

I'm do tomorrow
What I did
such a dull routine, somebody cut this scene
It's a boring cliche

life, day to day
Seems so
you hear and say
Just another

Like an actor on a movie
out somebody else's dream
Living out a total
Reality, a false

such a wasted life
Without any

Days drift into
Life just away
so blase
Everything's a

Yes, it is
Yes, it is
an illusion
Just an

Moonlight over the
At the end of the day
The man is asleep in his bed
Tucked up, away

In his he's taken away by alien beings
To another galaxy, deep in
To a planet a man can live out his fantasies
And unimaginable pleasures

But morning and soon the realities of life
Will his illusions
And the cliches of the will bring him down
But he's waiting for a change

Days drift into
just slips away
Everything is
Everything's a

Yes, it is
Yes, it is
It's an illusion
just an illusion

Yes, it is
Yes, it is

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