Luyện nghe bài hát Styloroc

After weeks in the wilderness we came upon a strange, exotic land.
A of happy hours,
Where the sky is grey and the food exceptionally greasy.
We drank strange liquids,
And our stomachs swelled up balloons.
A fake orgasms every night
Behind dralon curtains.
go on and on and on and on.
We sank back into p.v.c. sofas.
Outside dogs the streets
And the rooftops in the rain
But now grown so fat we can no longer pass through the door.
So we must,
Sprouting black hair beneath underwear.
Yes, here we stay
These of suburbia go on and on and on and on and on.