Luyện nghe bài hát Quietly Alone

There's an old crooning on my new TV
So I go out for a quiet
But it costs a packet and such a racket
That I can't hear think

There's a microchip one armed bandit with a screw
A stripper in the corner with a face thunder
A terrible playing Johnny B Goode
So I'd go home and stay quietly alone

I get up in the with the radio on
I do my makeup and I go to for work
Somebody tells me that the job's just
And I've replaced by some computer jerk

I would to my boyfriend but I never can
'Cos a space invader my man
There's a dreadful band playing B Goode
So I'd rather go and stay quietly alone

Trying to my sanity is hard to do
Living a hermit all alone
Find an occupation won't deafen me
My of reality's gone

My temperature is getting higher and
And I'm shaking in my
'Cause I get so angry I'm shut in
one of those machines

I talk to my boyfriend but I never can
'Cause a space stole my man
And the synthesizer's playing B Goode
Then I'd rather go home and quietly alone

Quietly alone, alone
alone, quietly alone