Luyện nghe bài hát Synchronicity Ii

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

industrial ugly 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 to do is watch
And every single meeting his so-called superior
Is a humiliating in the crotch
Many away
Something crawls to the
Of a dark lake

working day has ended
Only the rush hell to face
like lemmings 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 now looming in the headlights
The upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
Many miles
a shadow on the door
Of a on the shore
Of a dark scottish
miles away, many miles away