Luyện nghe bài hát Human Being

Tremulous and quivering such as there are
with emotions under skin
Without water wings
The strike against the
hopelessly believing they swim
they all come rushing down again
Here they all rushing down again
has hardly swallowed up the evidence
How is it they say they did not
That grows up like a weed
Doctrine pinned it
Bars across the window human being
Static mind
Can no flow
Up against it's and unable to pay much
to human being...
When in doubt you turn to find a scapegoat on the
Gaze the mirror begging pardon
If we tell a lie a little fairy dies
They must be death-camps in the garden
back and forwards
in a box
Barred in from the sunlight pale
And every sense of human being....
The forces of
Forge links around the
our faces to the floor
The non-involvement
By of the crimes
Is futile and as before
The sum of our best
lead us back to here
On the to murder where we can no longer
to any
Human human feeling
Human human loving
Human human being...

THIS (Geoff Mann)
The abstracted shapes of the thoughts
Different shops and
All the cheap
It is all this city it is all this
shaken trees
Half crumbling
The eyes
Fingers parting
It is all this city it is all city
Long queues
Of the our of
A sucking sweets
Dribbling down his
It is all this it is all this city
All city

FACT AND (Geoff Mann)
TV is on
The reveal a spokesperson
Adverts politics the real
Cheap money talks
itself to be the key
To cornucopia
To a world you go buy and buy
And if you carefully
You can the bacon fly
Don't me laugh!!
History shows policy demands weapons
Selfish desires simply to pain
The chit-chat
A big pretence divides
Into blocks
Where the
Have a war to fight
And if looking closely
You can see black is white
Don't me laugh!!
If the "unthinkable" should
And you hear the call
Well you can always some shelter
Behind a door against the
Don't me laugh!!

(Geoff Mann)


First to see the creepshow
Come see the
But do not
They cannot bear
Here in the freak
Please do not back
It's hard to show people around
The creep
The show
First here on the strapped a child's virgin mind
We see the whitecoats
Affix their veins
To the pulsing neck
Checking dials they reaction
She must love her banker
She must love her banker
For her part in the
The
so sad

But brush over sadness
Give her the
And diagnose
Give her give her her...


Anymore for any
has-or-might-have-been
Must fill his
They let him bayonet
As his constitutional
To sate his
he feels 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 like smoke
His bigot's are slashed skin
Their expression none the
For being
Amanda mad

sad...
And so ladies and gentlemen we to the nerve centre of the whole
Affair, as you will see it is a mirror. To some it is the of
Dreams, where every passion, desire and action flit through the
Spaces behind its surface, tantalising yet distant. Of many
before it until death. To others, it is distorting, everything
In it being and buckled by fear, yet perceived as reality.
These will cringe before it, wimpering and immobile, a few
Batter their skulls against the dull sheen, attempting to the
Horrors believe 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 which, however, moves _them_
Saying, "Come On, Wake UP! running this show anyway?"
NOW
up to you
Use free will
You dec
ide
Yes
You you you
Whether or not you return
For if you again
You'd better bring your ball and
Unguided attraction of
The show
The show
The show