Luyện nghe bài hát Desperate Journalist

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semiotics and semolina
But I

Enigma and

The lads go rampant on insignificant
And compound this with rude soulless

Everything's to a grinding halt
I use long words

It's all stuff
All this childish fiddling about aims for the anti-image
But it naturally creates the malleable image

Tantalizing
Of the
try to take

But the really
They're just trying to us something
Their product is more artificial than
is perhaps part of their

But it seems more like their

Everything's coming to a halt
Everything's to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding

Note how really songs are made of (?)
Murk and
images
Inane
Dull dull epigrams
Sometimes they sound like an avant-garde John
Or an spirit

Toy
bass
Limited guitar

Check the out of my favorite book

People don't the penman
It's just that in 1979 people shouldn't be allowed to get with
things like

I say.