Luyện nghe bài hát Europe Is Lost

Europe is lost, America lost, is lost
Still we are victory
All that is rules
And we have learned from history

are dead in their lifetimes
Dazed in the shine of the
But look how the traffic moving
The system's too slick to stop
Business is good. And there's bands every night in the
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 that we'll forget

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

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

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

I feel the cost of it pushing my
Like I push my hands pockets
And I walk and I see it, it's all we deserve
The wrongs of our past resurfaced
Despite all we did to the traces
My language is tainted
With all that we stole to replace it with
I am
the onset of riot
But are tiny though
are huge
The traffic keeps moving, proving there's to do

It's big business and its smile is hideous
Top violence, structural viciousness
Your kids are doped up on sedatives
But don't bout that. Worry bout terrorists

The water levels rising! The water rising!
The animals, the polarbears, the are dying!
Stop crying. Start
But about the oil spill?
Shh. No one likes a pooping spoil sport

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

Oh but happy hour on the high street
Friday night at lads, my treat!
All fine till that kid got glassed in the last bar
went nuts, you can ask our Lou
It was madness, the ran red, pure claret
And about immigrants? I can't stand them
Mostly, I mind my own
But they're only coming over here to get
It's a
England! England!
Patriotism!

And you why kids want to die for religion?

Work all your life for a
Maybe you'll it to manager
for a raise
Cross the beige days off on your beach babe

Anarchists for something to smash
Scandalous pictures of glamorous rappers in magazines
Who's dating
Politico in an envelope
Caught lines off a prostitutes prosthetic tits
And it's to the house of lords with slapped wrists
They kids and fuck the heads of dead pigs
But him in a hoodie with a couple of -
Jail him, he's the

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

Bullshit saccharine
And
And

And
And me outside the palace of ME!

a self and psyhcosis
And meanwhile the people are dead in their
But noticed
Well actually, of them noticed
You could tell by the they posted

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

We are
We are
We are
And nothing
stop
Nothing

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

The
The
The oil

The planet is shaking and
is a plaything
A garment to
The the toil
I see an ending at all
the end

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

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