Luyện nghe bài hát Shrunken Heads

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

matters anymore
And the rich get richer, and the poor stay
And the of the city is red-carpeted
Now freaks of nature, heads.

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