Luyện nghe bài hát Modern Days

Hey modern days, we come
But our feet are and we got no place to stay
But we hope it would still be
we brought champagne
and we thought that there be sleeping bags
(in this modern day)

But we're all proud to be here today
The first of a thousand million days

'Cos it's a scam, a royal kind of wham-bam figure
It's abrieved in the sense of being up-john and
It's a see-saw sickness, a snake-bite, low-chant jive
on the crime

Well, it's a scam, it's a kind of wham-bam figure
abrieved in the sense of being up-john and senseless
It's a see-saw sickness, it's a snake-bite, jive
on the crime

Hey modern days, taken a-back
We're a flame and a-gog, aloof and
a don-don briefcase, oh, wait for our call
And I therefore declare
the stores shall be locked no more
(no more), no more, (no more)

Why shall men suffer, why there be freaks?
Why am I still rehearsing a song when I sleep?

'Cos it's a scam, it's a royal kind of figure
It's abrieved in the sense of up-john and senseless
a see-saw sickness, it's a snake-bite, low-chant jive
on the century's

Well, it's a scam, it's a royal kind of wham-bam
It's abrieved in the sense of up-john and senseless
It's a see-saw sickness, it's a snake-bite, jive
on the century's

Oh, dour face, why did you go there?
Sitting on a stone, waiting for the train home
it would carry me home
hoping it carry me home

Well, a scam, it's a royal kind of wham-bam figure
abrieved in the sense of being up-john and senseless
It's a sickness, it's a snake-bite, low-chant jive
on the century's

It's a scam, it's a kind of wham-bam figure
It's abrieved in the sense of being up-john and
It's a sickness, it's a snake-bite, low-chant jive
on the crime
...

dour face, why did you go there?
Sitting on a cold stone, waiting for the home
that the wind blows in the right direction
Hoping someone [?] offering

dour face, why did you go there?
Sitting on a cold stone, waiting for the train
Hoping the wind blows in the right direction
Hoping someone [?] erection