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 as I wanted it to be
Sometimes, I walk home through a network of car

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

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

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

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

Five miles north is a town of birches
seven churches, a look of horror if you drop a H
Around here, it's hoods up and 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 Brummel to Bauhaus, dreams end
This house believes in

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

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

I want to know the whole of the city you

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

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

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

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

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

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

miles 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 things get turned around

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

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

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