Luyện nghe bài hát Shrunken Heads

Concrete steps swept
It used to be fear, now call it respect
Sad old fallin' down
On the shattered in the battleground.

fathers, weary mums
The old, the sick, the and the isolated ones
Ancient language turns
the goal posts of a circular dream.

Nothin' anymore
The rich get richer and the poor get
This is haunted and the streets are dead
all at the mercy of shrunken heads.

Bells are of a cleaner time
There ain't no washing out on the line anymore
Something died and I know when
But it's funkier now it ever was then.

matters anymore
And the rich get and the poor get sorer
The heart of the is dilapidated
Who's gonna save us these shrunken heads?

On a windy day where no one
On a pleasureless beach on a go-go-golden
In a sad caf day old bread
And I tip the angry actress with full of shrunken heads.

barred, exhausted dull
And the smell of decay is
Dangerous streets where the dealers
Lie strewn around a frozen school.

matters anymore
The rich get richer, and the poor get
You our loyalty and you tore it to shreds
And now we're all the mercy of heads.

Nothing matters
And the rich get richer, and the stay sorer
And the heart of the city is
Now of nature, shrunken heads.

heads decide my fate
It used to be 10, now 10: 08
We ain't got the answers, it's
I bet any money on shrunken heads, oh.