Luyện nghe bài hát Moviedrome

down!
Like a shadow in a
Watching all the blues and
As I hide from the glare of a screen
Run fast!
a shadow in a subway
Try to remain
As I hide from the glare of the T.V.

We're all in
Part of the core
We're all in
Blind to the cause been selected for...Elected for

still!
Like a ghost in the
Watching all the blues and
As I listen to the of the fax machine

What I be when winter comes again?
And wrapped up in furs, and life has begun again

And it to be away from you
From the world you so well

What will I be when the comes once more?
And we're naked and in the eye of the sun once more
We're all in...

"Leave it on the net" the optimist
"No for slaves to high tech reform"
there's a way to save the pessimist
He could it to the hills and ride out the storm

"Formulas are set" the analyst
"This is the for everyone"
Maybe we can hide, to exist
With a crate of bottled water and a sawn off gun

Try to - Don't look into his eyes
Try to stay - Don't look into his dead, dead eyes

You can me codes
the safety of a chat room
In grey ether clothes
I have into your soul
into your soul!

I'm sitting with my head in the
Waiting for some sign of a ghost or a little man
to the glowing of a sun behind the plastic hood
And the heavy tones
ooze from the pores in the wood
Oh no...I can't go there
Oh no....Was this meant to be?

I'm sitting on the floor the book in my hand
Dreaming of the in a way that only children can
And I for the emanating sounds from the hidden choirs
The message in the radiant valves and red hot
Oh no...I can't go again
Oh no...Was this ever to be?

To think it has to this
Ruled by
Underlying of doubt
Such self reliance
Too far we traveled out
in our sentience
Ordinary
Objects and
Now is a time of foolish
Emotions run high and needless are shed

He has the face of a
And shall reach across the into every home
We him in and offer no defense
And with every given soul he for his throne
He has the of an Angel
As he leads us in the
Until we ourselves...alone!

So we're in the Moviedrome
Staring at the shadows and the lights
forever in the Moviedrome
Letting all the be the
to our fragile lives
Did we ever really
Did we never really
The human race has found it's own true
The dwelling places of these tech lies
The few that see the world beyond the
Must march on through the
Of fantasy, false images, and