Luyện nghe bài hát Storm

In a North London, top flat
All walls, white carpet, white cat,
Paper partitions
art and ambition
The a physician,
Bright bloke, has his own
His girlfriend's an
An old mate of ours from
And always great fun
So to dinner come.

The guest is an unknown,
The have just thrown
Us together for a
this girls just arrived from Australia
And she'ss moved to North
And the sister of someone
Or has connection.

As we introductions
I'm by her beauty
irrefutably fair
With dark and dark hair
But as she
I admit I'm a little bit
because I notice the tip of the of a fairy
on that popular area
Just above the
And she says Im Sagittarian
I confess a pigeonhole to form
And is immediately filled with
When she says her is Storm.

Conversation is bright and light-hearted
But it's not before Storm gets started:
You know anything,
is merely opinion
She opines, over her Sauvignon
Vis--vis,
Some
Empirical comment by me

Not a start I think
We're only on drinks
And across the room, my
her eyes
Silently me, Be Nice
A matrimonial
Not worth
So I resist the urge to ask
Whether knowledge is so
Of a
When deciding to leave
Her by the front door
Or a window on the floor.

The is delicious and Storm,
avoiding all meat,
Happily sits and
As the doctor, slightly pissedly
Holds court on some anachronistic of medical history
When Storm suddenly
But the human is a mystery!
Science falls in a hole
When it tries to the the nature of the soul.

My hostess me a glance
She, like my wife, knows there's a
That I'll be off on one of my rare but fun
But I shan't , my are sealed.
I just want to enjoy my
And although is starting to get my goat
I have no of rocking the boat,
it's becoming a bit of a wrestle
Because -- like her namesake -
has no such concerns for our vessel:

Pharmaceutical companies are the
promote drug dependency
At the cost of the remedies
That are all our need
They are immoral and by greed.
Why take
When can solve it?
Why use
homeopathic solvents
Can it?
I it's time we all return-to-live
natural medical alternatives.

And try as I like,
A small crack
In my diplomacy-dike.
By definition, I
Medicine, I continue,
Has either not proved to work,
Or proved not to work.
Do you know what they alternative medicine
been proved to work?
Medicine.

So you believe
In ANY Natural

On the contrary, Storm,
Before I to tea,
I took a remedy
Derived from the bark of a tree
A painkiller thats side-effect free.
Its got a name,
Darling, what was it


Aspirin!
Which I about a buck for
Down at the drugstore.

The briefly abates
As my hosts collects
but they return with desserts
pertly asserts,

Shakespeare it first:
''There are more in heaven and earth
Than exist in your
is just how were trained to look at reality,
It doesn't explain or spirituality.
How science explain psychics?
Auras; the afterlife; the power of

I'm becoming
I'm staring,
I'm like a suddenly trapped
In the blinding of vacuous crap.
Maybe it's the Hamlet she just
Or the glass of wine I just quaffed
But my dike groans
And the arsehole held back by its
Can be held back no

Look , Storm, I don't mean to you
But no such thing as an aura!
Reading is like reading minds
Or or star-signs or meridian lines
These people plying a skill,
They are either or mentally ill.
Same goes for peoplewho to hear Gods demands
Or healers who think they've got magic hands.

By the way,
Why is it OK
For people to pretend they can to the dead?
Isn't totally fucked in the head
Lying to crying woman whose child has died
And her you're in touch with the other side?
I that's fundamentally sick
Do we to clarify that there's no such thing as a psychic?
What, are we 2?
Do we actually think that Horton a Who?
Do we still think that brings us gifts?
That Michael Jackson have facelifts?
Are we still so stunned by circus
That we think the dead would
Wanna to pricks
Like Edward?

Storm to her despite my derision
Keeps firing off clichés with precision
Like a using bollocks for ammunition

You're so sure of your
But you're closed-minded
I think find
Your faith in and Tests
Is as blind
As the of any fundamentalist.

"Wow, a good point, let me think for a bit"
Oh wait, my mistake, its bullshit.
Science adjusts it's based on what's observed
Faith is the of observation so that Belief can be preserved.
If you me
That, say, works,
Then I will change my
I will spin on a dime
be embarrassed as hell,
But I will run through the streets
Its a miracle! Take and bin it!
has memory!
And while it's of a long lost drop of onion juice is Infinite
It somehow all the poo its had in it!

You show me it works and how it works
And when I've recovered the shock
I will take a and carve 'Fancy That' on the side of my cock.

Everyone's just now,
But I'm pretty and Ive dug this far down,
So I figure, in for penny, in for a

Life is of mysteries, yeah,
But there are answers out
And won't be found
By people sitting
serious
And isn't life mysterious?
Let's sit and hope
Let's call up the fucking
Let's go watch
Deepak Chopra

If wanna tele, you should watch Scooby Doo.
That was so cool
because every time there was a church a ghoul
Or a in a school
They looked beneath the and what was inside?
The fucking or the dude who ran the water-slide.
Because throughout
mystery
EVER has turned out to be
Not Magic.

Does the idea that there might be
you?
Does the idea that one
On Wiki-fucking-pedia might you
Frighten
Does the notion there may not be a supernatural
So blow hippy noodle
you'd rather just stand in the fog
Of your inability to

Isn't this
Just this
Just beautiful, complex
Wonderfully unfathomable, world?
How does it so fail to hold our
That we have to diminish it the invention
Of cheap, man-made and Monsters?
If you're so Shakespeare
me your ear:

''To refined gold,
to the lily,
To throw perfume on the
is just fucking
Or like that.
Or what Satchmo?!
I see of Green,
Red too,
And fine, if you to
Glorify and Vishnu
In a post-colonial,
and labelled kind of way
Then whatever, okay.
But heres what gives me a
I am a tiny, insignificant, bit of carbon.
I have one life, and it is and unimportant
But thanks to scientific advances
I get to live twice as long as my great great great uncles-es and aunts-es.
Twice as long to live this of mine
Twice as long to this wife of mine
Twice as many years of and wine
Of sharing and getting shitty
At good-looking
With fairies on their
And on their titties.

And if I have offended
but this and all is mended:
Wed as well be 10 back in time,
For all the you'll change your mind.