Luyện nghe bài hát Europe Is Lost

Europe is lost, America lost, London is
Still we are victory
All is meaningless rules
And we have learned nothing history

are dead in their lifetimes
Dazed in the of the streets
But look how the keeps moving
The system's too to stop working
Business is good. And bands every night in the pubs
And there's two for one in the clubs

We scrubbed up
We washed off the and the stress
Now all we want's some
Better yet; A night to remember we'll soon forget

All of the blood was shed for these cities to grow
All of the that fell
The roots were dug from the ground
So these games could be
I see it tonight in the stains on my

The are screaming
I ask for help though, nobody knows me
Hostile and and lonely
We move in our packs and these are the we were born to
Working and working so we can be all that we
Then the drudgery off
But even the drugs got boring
Well, sex is still when you get it

To sleep, to dream, to keep the dream in
To a dream
Don't weep, scream
keep it in
Keep in
What am I do to wake up?

I feel the of it pushing my body
Like I push my into pockets
And I walk and I see it, it's all we deserve
The wrongs of our have resurfaced
all we did to vanquish the traces
My language is tainted
With all that we stole to it with this
I am
Feeling the onset of
But are tiny though
Systems are
The traffic keeps moving, proving nothing to do

big business baby and its smile is hideous
Top violence, structural viciousness
Your kids are doped up on medical
But don't worry bout that. bout terrorists

The water levels rising! The water rising!
The animals, the polarbears, the are dying!
crying. Start buying
But what about the oil
Shh. No one a party pooping spoil sport

Massacres massacres shoes
Ghettoised children murdered in broad daylight by employed to protect them
Live porn streamed to pre-teens bedrooms
Glass ceiling, no headroom. Half a generation live the breadline

Oh but it's hour on the high street
Friday at last lads, my treat!
All fine till that kid got glassed in the last bar
Place nuts, you can ask our Lou
It was madness, the road ran red, pure
And about them immigrants? I stand them
Mostly, I mind my own
But they're only coming over here to get
It's a
England! England!
Patriotism!

And you wonder why kids to die for religion?

all your life for a pittance
Maybe make it to manager
Pray for a
Cross the beige off on your beach babe calendar

desperate for something to smash
Scandalous pictures of glamorous rappers in magazines
dating who?
cash in an envelope
Caught lines off a prostitutes prosthetic tits
And it's back to the house of lords with wrists
They abduct and fuck the heads of dead pigs
But him in a with a couple of spliffs -
him, he's the criminal

It's the generation
The product of placement and manipulation
em up, brutal, duty of care
Come on, new
hair

Bullshit saccharine
And
And

And
And here's me outside the of ME!

Construct a self and
And meanwhile the are dead in their droves
But noticed
Well actually, some of noticed
You could by the emoji they posted

Sleep like a gloved hand our eyes
The lights are so and bright and lets dream
But some of us are like stones in a slipstream
am I gonna do wake up?

We are
We are
We are
And nothing
Will
pauses

We ambitions and friends and our courtships to think of
Divorces to drink off the of

The
The
The oil

The planet is and spoiled
Life is a
A to soil
The toil the
I can't see an at all
the end

How is something to cherish?
When the are dead in their deserts
To room for alien structures

Kill what you find if it you

No of love in the hunt for the bigger buck

Here in the land where gives a fuck