Luyện nghe bài hát Shrunken Heads

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

Absent fathers, weary
The old, the sick, the dying and the ones
Ancient language obscene
Between the goal of a circular dream.

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

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

Nothin' anymore
And the get richer and the poor get sorer
The heart of the city is
Who's save us from these shrunken heads?

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

Windows barred, dull
And the smell of is miserable
Dangerous streets the dealers rule
Lie litter strewn around a school.

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

Nothing matters
And the get richer, and the poor stay sorer
And the of the city is red-carpeted
Now of nature, shrunken heads.

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