Luyện nghe bài hát Synchronicity Ii

Another suburban morning
Grandmother screaming at the
We to shout above the din of our rice crispies
We hear anything at all
Mother chants her litany of and frustration
But we know all her suicides are
only stares into the distance
There's only so much that he can take
Many miles
crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark lake

Another ugly morning
The factory belches filth the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket lines
He doesn't think to why
The secretaries pout and like
Cheap tarts in a red light
But all he ever thinks to do is
And every single with his so-called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the
miles away
Something crawls to the
Of a dark scottish

Another working day has
Only the hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the
He knows that somewhere has to break
He sees the home now looming in the headlights
The pain upstairs that makes his ache
Many miles
a shadow on the door
Of a cottage on the
Of a scottish lake
Many miles away, miles away