Luyện nghe bài hát Europe Is Lost

Europe is lost, America lost, is lost
we are clamouring victory
All that is meaningless
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 to stop working
Business is good. And there's every night in the pubs
And there's two for one drinks in the

We up well
We washed off the and the stress
Now all we some excess
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 that dug from the ground
So these could be played
I see it tonight in the on my hands

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

To sleep, to dream, to the dream in reach
To a dream
Don't weep, don't
Just it in
sleeping in
What am I gonna do to 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 past have
Despite all we did to the traces
My language is tainted
With all we stole to replace it with this
I am
the onset of riot
But riots are though
Systems are
The traffic keeps moving, there's nothing to do

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

The levels rising! The water levels rising!
The animals, the polarbears, the are dying!
Stop crying. Start
But about the oil spill?
Shh. No one likes a party pooping 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 happy hour on the high
Friday at last lads, my treat!
All went fine till kid got glassed in the last bar
Place nuts, you can ask our Lou
It was madness, the road ran red, claret
And about immigrants? I can't stand them
Mostly, I mind my own
But they're only coming here to get rich
a sickness
England! England!
Patriotism!

And you wonder why want to die for religion?

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

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

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

saccharine ballads
And
And

And
And here's me the palace of ME!

Construct a and psyhcosis
And meanwhile the are dead in their droves
But noticed
Well actually, of them noticed
You tell 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
What am I do wake up?

We are
We are
We are
And nothing
stop
Nothing

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

The
The
The oil

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

How is this something to
When the tribesmen are dead in their
To make for alien structures

Kill you find if it threatens you

No trace of love in the hunt for the bigger

Here in the where nobody gives a fuck