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 me see the world as I wanted it to be
Sometimes, I walk home through a network of car

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

I believe that in the long run can straighten out most things
There are too many bands that act lame, tame
I believe in Electrelane, over here 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 believe in over Dylan
In over cynicism, oh [unverified]

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

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

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

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

I want to the whole of the city with you

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

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

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

I believe that music in the run can straighten out most 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, clean

The and lipstick scene, so look beyond
Big brother, gossip culture, so bored of
The myth of common sense, I believe in Donovan over
In love over cynicism, oh [(unverified),I miss it

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

Five miles 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 get turned around

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

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

I want to know the whole of the city you
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