Luyện nghe bài hát Synchronicity Ii

Another suburban family
screaming at the wall
We have to above the din of our rice crispies
We hear anything at all
Mother chants her litany of boredom and
But we know all her are fake
Daddy stares into the distance
There's so much more that he can take
miles away
Something crawls from the
At the bottom of a scottish lake

industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket today
He doesn't think to why
The secretaries pout and like
Cheap in a red light street
But all he ever to do is watch
And every single meeting with his superior
Is a humiliating in the crotch
miles away
Something crawls to the
Of a scottish lake

working day has ended
Only the rush hell to face
like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a race
grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He knows that somewhere has to break
He the family home now looming in the headlights
The pain upstairs makes his eyeballs ache
Many away
There's a shadow on the
Of a on the shore
Of a dark scottish
Many miles away, miles away