Luyện nghe bài hát Europe Is Lost

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

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

We scrubbed up
We washed off the work and the
Now all we want's excess
Better yet; A night to that we'll soon forget

All of the blood that was shed for these cities to
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 can't ask for help though, nobody me
Hostile and and lonely
We in our packs and these are the rights we were born to
and working so we can be all that we want
Then dancing the off
But even the drugs have got
Well, sex is still good you get it

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

I feel the cost of it my body
Like I push my into pockets
And I walk and I see it, it's all we deserve
The of our past have resurfaced
Despite all we did to vanquish the
My very language is
With all we stole to replace it with this
I am
the onset of riot
But are tiny though
are huge
The traffic keeps moving, proving nothing to do

It's big baby and its smile is hideous
Top violence, structural viciousness
kids are doped up on medical sedatives
But don't worry that. Worry 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 likes a party pooping spoil

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

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

And you why kids want to die for religion?

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

desperate for something to smash
Scandalous of glamorous rappers in fashionable magazines
dating who?
Politico in an envelope
Caught lines off a prostitutes prosthetic tits
And it's back to the house of lords slapped wrists
abduct kids 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 product and manipulation
em up, brutal, duty of care
Come on, new
Beautiful

Bullshit saccharine
And
And

And
And me outside the palace of ME!

Construct a self and
And the people are dead in their droves
But nobody
actually, some of them noticed
You tell by the emoji they posted

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

We are
We are
We are
And still
Will
Nothing

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

The
The
The oil

The is shaking and spoiled
Life is a
A to soil
The the toil
I see an ending at all
the end

How is this something to
the tribesmen are dead in their deserts
To make room for structures

Kill you find if it threatens you

No trace of in the hunt for the bigger buck

Here in the land nobody gives a fuck