Luyện nghe bài hát Deadhead

Tired bored sad people, bored sad lives
Endless cars on endless roadways shopfronts with endless lies
Even the winners, the punters, tight lipped packages, think it's bad
Can't imagine a could deal with anything so sad
all set up so you can't do it
Not let up so you don't it
All arranged so you have it
All enclosed so you won't it
Set in little of isolation
by regulation
Crushed for product in a rich man's
Relative ration for the nation
Tear a bit, smash a bit, a little pain
That's a contribution then they it up again
yourself thinking it's a holyheld belief
When all the time it's just another relief
Oh psychological stunt
You never really feel it when you're up at the
It doesn't really matter the hell it's going
As as everybody has the hot blood flowing....
and thrills, Will put off the ills
Radical frills, docility
New Wave, in the plan
music by dildo dan
Tired old discos, balam
Soddern modern christ, again
Play the
Crank up the
We're just what we
Know I mean?
But no-one can wipe out the last five
There's other ways of living than in supergloo
Marry me darling? off, creep!
and lonely, life on the cheap
Didn't plan it, but now we're happy
Another poor fucker in its nappy
Bakunin and and fun and farts
Hit the right fantasy and come up the
Treat people shit and that's what you get