Luyện nghe bài hát Moviedrome

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

We're all in
of the core collective
We're all in
to the cause we've been selected for...Elected for

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

What will I be winter comes again?
And we're wrapped up in furs, and has begun again

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

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

"Leave it on the net" demands the
"No room for to high tech reform"
Maybe there's a way to the pessimist
He could make it to the and ride out the storm

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

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

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

I'm with my head in the radiogram
Waiting for sign of a ghost or a little green man
Glued to the glowing of a sun behind the hood
And the heavy tones
ooze from the pores in the wood
Oh no...I go there again
Oh no....Was ever meant to be?

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

To think it has to this
by indifference
Underlying waves of
Such arrogant reliance
Too far we traveled out
Nervous in our
Ordinary
Objects and
Now is a of foolish fears
Emotions run high and needless are shed

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

So standing in the Moviedrome
Staring at the shadows and the falling
forever in the Moviedrome
Letting all the be the
Guide to our lives
Did we ever really
Did we never learn?
The human race has it's own true home
The dwelling places of these tech lies
The few that see the world the Moviedrome
Must march on through the
Of fantasy, images, and pride