Luyện nghe bài hát Joy Division

A crucial filament is all but
Soon it will be in my basement.
My is waxing the slick floor again,
Hoping I will and fall in love.
Well she me the choice
To and rejoice,
Or to and rebel.
Well papa, gravity attack,
Yeah, its a attack,
And I seem to carry, much less bury the past.

Well your said I was a terrible mess,
Yeah, got a real good head on her shoulders.
the singer spoke and confessed
She didnt smoke cigarettes,
She her teenage brother smoldered...
On a hot bed of coal in a white room
Underneath that Joy poster... .
He moaned
He papa,
Somtimes I vent my spleen!
I gotta vent my spleen--
When I get in the heart
And in the brain.

Well all those medicines in sermons
can't keep his brazen nose from turning.
And it may come free of charge,
But alway costs him something.
say there is nothing as sacred
As the between brothers,
When its from there thumbs
And beneath the covers.
papa, my brother is gone!
Yeah, my is gone,
So you tell now how it is,
That I'm to get along.

Well, you asked for a but you got a refrain.
Yeah, its another sad song moves like a train.
You can't wistle to it but you can fast forward it,
Flick it off your shoulder like skin.
They say my on a plate
May the debate
Over the unbearable cost of living.
But papa, falls apart!
Everything apart!
And the will grow
As surely as they will your heart.