Luyện nghe bài hát Industrial Disease

Now warning lights are flashing down at Control
Somebody threw a spanner, threw him in the hole
rumors in the loading bay and anger in the town
Somebody blew the and the walls came down

There's a meeting in the boardroom, trying to trace the smell
There's a leakin' in the washroom, a sneakin' personnel
Somewhere in the corridors someone was to sneeze
Goodness me, could be industrial disease ?'

was crucified for sleeping at his post
Refusing to be pacified, him they blame the most
got rabies, the foreman got the fleas
Everyone's concerned about disease

There's panic on the switchboard, tongue is in
Some come out in sympathy, some come out in
blame the management, some the employees
Everybody knows it's the industrial

Yeah, now the work force is down tools and walks
Innocence is injured, experience just
Everyone seeks and everyone agrees
That these are classic symptoms of a monetary

On ITV and BBC they about the curse
is useless, theology is worse
History boils over, there's an freeze
Sociologists invent words mean industrial disease

Doctor Parkinson declared, "I'm not to see you here
got smokers cough from smoking
Brewer's droop drinking beer
I don't know how you came to get the Davis wheeze
But worst of all man you've got industrial disease"

He wrote me a he said, "You are depressed
I'm glad you came to see me to get off your chest
Come and see me later, next patient please
Send in another of industrial disease"

And I go to speaker's corner, I'm a thunderstruck
got free speech, tourists, police in trucks
Two men say they're Jesus, one of them must be
a protest singer, he's singing a protest song, he says

They wanna have a war to keep their
wanna have a war to keep us on our knees
They wanna have a war to stop us buying
They wanna have a war to stop industrial

They're pointing out the enemy to you deaf and blind
They wanna sap your energy, your mind
Give you Rule Brittania, gassy beer, page
Two weeks in and Sunday striptease

Meanwhile the first Jesus says, "I'll it soon
Monday mornings and Friday afternoons"
The one's out on hunger strike, he's dying by degrees
How come Jesus industrial disease?