Luyện nghe bài hát Finisterre

Nat West, Barclay's, Midlands,
Use a bank? I'd die

I loved to when I was a little girl
It helped me see the world as I it to be
Sometimes, I walk home a network of car parks

Just because I can, I love the of being slightly lost
To find new spaces, new routes, new areas, I love the of logic
I the feeling of being slightly lost

I believe music in the long run can straighten out most things
There are too many bands that act lame, sound
I believe in Electrelane, over it's new, it's now, it's you, it's clean

The beard and lipstick scene, so beyond
Big brother, culture, so bored of stupidity
The myth of common sense, I in Donovan over Dylan
In over cynicism, oh [unverified]

Finisterre to tear it down and again
to tear it down and start again
Finisterre to tear it and start again
Think about the love in Finisterre

miles north is a town of silver birches
Twenty seven churches, a look of horror if you a H
here, it's hoods up and heads down
Got it the wrong way around when get turned around

I slow down, dream about the notion of the city
Imagine the 19th century happened
Just a straight run from Brummel to Bauhaus, dreams never end
This house in skyscrapers

to tear it down and start again
Think about the back in Finisterre
Finisterre to tear it down and again
Think about the love back in

Finisterre to it down and start again
about the love back in Finisterre
Finisterre to tear it down and start
Think about the back in Finisterre
Finisterre to tear it down and start
about the love back in Finisterre

I want to know the of the city with you

A Nat West, Barclays, Midlands,
Use a bank? I'd die

I loved to draw I was a little girl
It helped me see the as I wanted it to be
Sometimes, I walk through a network of car parks

Just because I can, I love the feeling of being lost
To find new spaces, new routes, new areas, I the lack of logic
I love the of being slightly lost

I believe that music in the long run can straighten out things
There are too many bands that act lame, sound
I believe in Electrelane, over here it's new, it's now, it's you, it's

The beard and lipstick scene, so look
Big brother, culture, so bored of stupidity
The myth of common sense, I in Donovan over Dylan
In over cynicism, oh [unverified]

Finisterre to tear it and start again
Finisterre, to tear it and start again
Finisterre, to it down and start again
Think about the back in Finisterre

Five north is a town of silver birches
Twenty chuches, a look of horror if you drop a H
here, it's hoods up and heads down
Got it the wrong way around when things get turned

I slow down, dream about the of the perfect city
Imagine the century never happened
Just a straight run from Beau Brummell to Bauhaus, never end
This house believes in

Finisterre to it down and start again
Think about the love in Finisterre
Finisterre to tear it down and again
about the love back in Finisterre

Finisterre to tear it down and again
Think the love back in Finisterre
Finisterre to tear it down and again
Think the love back in Finisterre
to tear it down and start again
Think about the back in Finisterre

I want to the whole of the city with you
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