Luyện nghe bài hát Stop the World

The of the city is wrong
In fact the city seems to be
Burning rubber smoke in my eyes
There's a flat burning junkheap for square miles

They took it into the mine
by this, they left nothing behind
Down in the bunkers in the crust of the
Now crouch the wealthy and the noble of

If I could a ride a train around the
That holds as our fate
I'd hide from electro-circuit
To the shock gate

Not forgetting the
Across the hooks
Through the phones and and screens
Of the Kremlin's crook of

There's panel in a circuit board
A destination of the
Scanning the wild
Blowing the Berlin corridor

Spotlit in a palace, from dust
or not, the failsafe is the crux
So far away from us, shaking with the tears
One lonely night in Ladbroke

Far away in the of Omaha
They got it nailed tight
The bank of Europe, the emperors and kings
Curl in the autumn as the burning of
And I've cleaned my guitar