Luyện nghe bài hát Synchronicity Ii

Another suburban family
Grandmother screaming at the
We have to above the din of our rice crispies
We can't anything at all
chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we all her suicides are fake
Daddy only stares the distance
There's only so much that he can take
Many away
Something crawls from the
At the bottom of a dark scottish

Another industrial morning
The factory filth into the sky
He unhindered through the picket lines today
He doesn't think to why
The secretaries and preen like
Cheap tarts in a red street
But all he ever thinks to do is
And single meeting with his so-called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the
Many miles
crawls to the surface
Of a dark scottish

working day has ended
Only the hour hell to face
Packed like into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a race
Daddy the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He that something somewhere has to break
He sees the family home now in the headlights
The pain upstairs makes his eyeballs ache
miles away
There's a shadow on the
Of a cottage on the
Of a scottish lake
Many miles away, many miles