Luyện nghe bài hát DUMB EUROPE

on this European night out on the
the and the bars still stink
the air is much too thick for
but not thick for leaning
I in a catatonic crawl
and if I die tonight then me in
some teutonic hole
six feet under with a soul
and we could all just die of shame
dumb Europe, dumb Europe, Europe.

oh the Utopian on the brink
Mama's face up at me from the bottom of the sink
my trail of destruction
trying to leave this drinking
my feet are magnetised for
the floor's to my face
and if I die
sell me as some bone
a lump of for Jap
to fob off on his back home
the money-dance...
I it hard to cope with days like this. pass the bottle etc.
Europe, dumb Europe, dumb Europe.

on this European night out on the
the cafes and the bars stink
the air is too thick for seeing
but not thick enough for
I leave in a crawl
and if I die tonight throw me in
bleak teutonic hole
six feet under with a snap-frozen
and we could all just die of shame
dumb Europe, Europe, dumb Europe.