Luyện nghe bài hát Europe Is Lost

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

People are dead in lifetimes
in the shine of the streets
But look how the traffic keeps
The system's too slick to working
Business is good. And there's bands night in the pubs
And two for one drinks in the clubs

We scrubbed up
We off the work and the stress
Now all we some excess
yet; A night to remember that we'll soon forget

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

The buildings are
I can't ask for though, nobody knows me
Hostile and and lonely
We move in our and these are the rights we were born to
Working and so we can be all that we want
Then the drudgery off
But the drugs have got boring
Well, sex is good when you get it

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

I feel the cost of it pushing my
I push my hands into pockets
And softly I walk and I see it, all we deserve
The wrongs of our past resurfaced
Despite all we did to vanquish the
My very is tainted
all that we stole to replace it with this
I am
Feeling the of riot
But riots are tiny
are huge
The traffic moving, proving there's 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 likes a party pooping spoil

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

Oh but it's happy hour on the high
Friday night at 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 road ran red, pure
And about them immigrants? I can't stand
Mostly, I my own business
But they're only coming here to get rich
a sickness
England! England!
Patriotism!

And you wonder why kids want to die for

Work all your for a pittance
Maybe make it to manager
for a raise
Cross the beige days off on your beach babe

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

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

Bullshit ballads
And
And

And
And me outside the palace of ME!

Construct a and psyhcosis
And meanwhile the people are dead in their
But nobody
Well actually, of them noticed
You could tell by the emoji they

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

We are
We are
We are
And nothing
stop
Nothing

We have ambitions and friends and our 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 toil the
I see an ending at all
the end

How is this to cherish?
When the tribesmen are dead in deserts
To make for alien structures

Kill what you find if it you

No trace of love in the for the bigger buck

Here in the land where nobody a fuck