Luyện nghe bài hát Industrial Warfare

There's satanic mills and there's green and pleasant hills
Could be riding Lancashire with all it's
Witchcraft dead air
You can hear a melancholy desert
And smell George Orwell as a funeral on
plenty with a license to prostitute
And to develop the ultimate building
The air in here is dead industrial and so
The air round smells of religion and Vauxies beer
We are this world we watch the drain from our hands
naive but happy or so it seems
We've all seen the big red bus gazing expressionless
The breakfast joint to kill the helps sow the
Seed for all manner of dangerous
Here it again as melancholy as the last one
And when you feel as as the next
It's time to read into it is that you do
The air in here is dead industrial and so
The air round here smells of religion and dinner
We are this world we watch the drain from our hands
is our world we are the waters that we learned to work
You can hear a melancholy song
And smell George Orwell as the funeral on
There's with a license to prostitute
And room to develop the building
The air in here is industrial and so austere
The air round here smells of religion and beer
We are this world the sand drains from our hands
We're but happy or so it seems
The air in here is dead and so austere
The atmosphere of religion and Vauxies beer
is our world we are the waters
That learned to you smell the others