Luyện nghe bài hát Deadhead

Tired bored sad people, tired bored sad
Endless cars on endless roadways shopfronts with endless lies
Even the winners, even the punters, tight packages, think it's bad
Can't a revolution could deal with anything so sad
all set up so you can't do it
Not let up so you make it
All arranged so you can't it
All enclosed so you won't it
Set in little of isolation
Separated by
Crushed for in a rich man's passion
ration for the ration nation
Tear a bit, smash a bit, cause a little
That's a contribution then build it up again
yourself thinking it's a holyheld belief
When all the time it's just light relief
Oh boredom psychological
You never really feel it when you're up at the
It doesn't really where the hell it's going
As long as has the hot blood flowing....
Excitement and thrills, Will put off the
frills, docility pills
New Wave, in the plan
Real by dildo dan
Tired old discos, shame
modern christ, futurists again
Play the
up the dream
We're what we seem
what I mean?
But can wipe out the last five years
There's other ways of living than in supergloo
me darling? Fuck off, creep!
Tired and lonely, life on the
Didn't plan it, but now we're happy
Another poor fucker in its nappy
Bakunin and and fun and farts
Hit the right and come up the charts
people like shit and that's what you get