Luyện nghe bài hát Shrunken Heads

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

Absent fathers, mums
The old, the sick, the dying and the ones
Ancient language turns
Between the posts of a circular dream.

Nothin' matters
The rich get richer and the poor get
house is haunted and the streets are dead
We're all at the mercy of heads.

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

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

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

Windows barred, exhausted
And the smell of is miserable
Dangerous streets where the dealers
Lie litter strewn a frozen school.

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

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

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