Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Hit Of Space

Been out all night, I needed a bite, I thought I'd put a on
I reached for the one the ultra modern label
And wondered where the had gone
It had a futuristic cover, lifted from Buck Rogers

The was so black it had to be a con
The auto switched as I filled my sandwich
And futuristic warbled off and on

The black hit of space, the one without a face
It's the one that fit, you can only see the flip
The hit of space, sucking in the human race
How can it stay at the top, when it's all the shops

As the song climbed the charts, the disappeared
'Til there was but it left to buy
It got to number one, into minus figures
Though could understand why

The black hit of space, it's the one a face
It's the one that doesn't fit, you can only see the
The hit of space, sucking in the human race
How can it stay at the top, it's swallowed all the shops

I couldn't this bland sound any more
So I walked towards my to turn it off
All I could see was the of the disc
Which had assumed a doughnut shape with the label on the rim

I reached for the arm was less than one micron long
But weighed than Saturn and time stood still
I I had to escape but every time I tried to flee
The record was in of me

The black hit of space, get James Burke on the
It's the hit that's never gone, time stops you put it