Luyện nghe bài hát Synchronicity Ii

Another suburban morning
Grandmother at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our crispies
We can't hear at all
Mother chants her of boredom and frustration
But we know all her are fake
Daddy only stares the distance
There's only so more that he can take
miles away
Something crawls the slime
At the bottom of a scottish lake

Another industrial ugly
The factory belches into the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket today
He doesn't to wonder why
The secretaries pout and preen
tarts in a red light street
But all he thinks to do is watch
And every single meeting with his superior
Is a humiliating kick in the
Many away
Something crawls to the
Of a dark scottish

Another working day has
the rush hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal
Contestants in a suicidal
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone the distance
He knows that something has to break
He sees the family now looming in the headlights
The upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
miles away
There's a shadow on the
Of a cottage on the
Of a scottish lake
miles away, many miles away