Luyện nghe bài hát Synchronicity Ii

Another suburban family
screaming at the wall
We have to shout the din of our rice crispies
We can't hear at all
Mother chants her litany of and frustration
But we know all her are fake
only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can
miles away
Something crawls the slime
At the bottom of a dark lake

Another industrial morning
The belches filth into the sky
He walks through the picket lines today
He think to wonder why
The secretaries pout and like
Cheap in a red light street
But all he thinks to do is watch
And every meeting with his so-called superior
Is a humiliating in the crotch
Many away
crawls to the surface
Of a dark lake

Another working day has
Only the rush hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal
in a suicidal race
Daddy grips the wheel and stares into the distance
He knows something somewhere has to break
He sees the home now looming in the headlights
The pain upstairs makes his eyeballs ache
Many miles
There's a on the door
Of a on the shore
Of a dark scottish
Many miles away, many miles