Luyện nghe bài hát Deadhead

Tired bored sad people, bored sad lives
Endless cars on endless roadways endless shopfronts with endless
Even the winners, even the punters, tight lipped packages, think bad
imagine a revolution could deal with anything so sad
It's all set up so you do it
Not let up so you don't it
All arranged so you have it
All enclosed so you take it
Set in pockets of isolation
by regulation
Crushed for product in a rich passion
Relative ration for the ration
Tear a bit, smash a bit, cause a little
That's a then they build it up again
Fool thinking it's a holyheld belief
When all the time just another light relief
Oh boredom stunt
You never feel it when you're up at the front
It doesn't matter where the hell it's going
As long as has the hot blood flowing....
Excitement and thrills, put off the ills
Radical frills, pills
New Wave, splash in the
Real music by dan
Tired old discos, shame
Soddern modern christ, futurists
Play the
Crank up the
We're just we seem
Know I mean?
But no-one can wipe out the five years
There's ways of living than in supergloo pairs
Marry me Fuck off, creep!
Tired and lonely, life on the
Didn't it, but now we're very happy
Another poor fucker drowns in its
and bollocks and fun and farts
Hit the right fantasy and come up the
Treat people shit and that's what you get