Luyện nghe bài hát Human Being

Tremulous and quivering such as there are
Contend with emotions under
Without wearing water
The strike the stream
believing they might swim
Here they all come down again
Here they all rushing down again
Time has swallowed up the evidence
How is it they say did not know
history grows up like a weed
Doctrine upon it
Bars the window destroy human being
Static solidifies
Can no flow
Up against it's and unable to pay much
to human being...
When in you turn to find a scapegoat on the wall
Gaze into the begging pardon
If everytime we tell a lie a little fairy
must be building death-camps in the garden
Pacing back and
in a box
Barred in from the getting pale
And losing every of human being....
The forces of
links around the earth
Ordering our to the floor
The non-involvement
By hirelings of the
Is futile and as before
The sum of our best
Shouldn't lead us to here
On the road to where we can no longer
to any
Human needing human
Human human loving
Human fragile being...

THIS (Geoff Mann)
The abstracted shapes of the thoughts
shops and pubs
All the cheap
It is all this city it is all city
shaken trees
Half parks
The eyes
Fingers lace
It is all this it is all this city
straggling queues
Of the our of
A baby sucking
Dribbling down his
It is all this city it is all city
All city

FACT AND (Geoff Mann)
TV is on
The screen a spokesperson
Adverts editing the real
words money talks
Naming to be the key
To cornucopia
To a world you go buy and buy
And if you carefully
You can hear the fly
Don't me laugh!!
History shows that policy weapons
Selfish desires lead to pain
The continues
A big pretence that
Into blocks
the orthodox
Have a war to fight
And if you're closely
You can see black is white
Don't me laugh!!
If the "unthinkable" should
And you the sirens call
you can always find some shelter
Behind a door against the
Don't me laugh!!

(Geoff Mann)


First to see the creepshow
see the exhibits
But do not
They cannot bear
in the freak show
Please do not back
It's hard to show people around
The show
The show
First here on the rack a child's virgin mind
We see the careful
their machines veins
To the neck side
Checking dials they monitor
She love her daddy's banker
She love her daddy's banker
For her in the creepshow
The
so sad

But let's over sadness
Give her the
And diagnose
Give her her give her...


Anymore for any
Cyril
fill his lust
They let him robots
As his constitutional
To sate his
Unless he his age
We can't that
Sometimes he'll a war-film
On the moron machine in the corner of his
in time
Lost in
Cyril writhes smoke
His bigot's eyes are skin
expression none the nicer
For being
still mad

sad...
And so ladies and gentlemen we come to the nerve centre of the
Affair, as you will see it is a mirror. To it is the mirror of
Dreams, where every passion, desire and action flit through the
Spaces its surface, tantalising yet distant. Of these many
before it until death. To others, it is distorting, everything
In it being warped and buckled by fear, yet as reality.
These will cringe before it, and immobile, though a few
Batter their skulls against the dull sheen, to smash the
Horrors they to be in the glass or at least attain oblivion,
Whichever comes first. Some see just a mirror, whilst see what
At first appears to be their own image which, however, moves
Saying, "Come On, Wake UP! Who's running this anyway?"
NOW
up to you
Use your will
You dec
ide
Yes
You you you
Whether or not you return
For if you again
You'd bring your ball and chain
Unguided embittered of
The show
The show
The show