Luyện nghe bài hát This is Hell

This is hell, this is hell, I am sorry to you
It never better or worse
But you get used to it after a
For is hell in reverse

The bruiser spun a hoop as all the
preen and pout the neon 'I' of nightclub
Flickers on and off and blew out
The jingle of the belly-dancing phony Turkish girls
The eerie glare of ultra violet dental work

This is hell, this is hell, I am to tell you
It never gets or worse
But you get used to it after a
For heaven is in reverse

The failed Don in the big bow-tie
Is sorry that he spoke for he's mislaid his punch line
More than halfway through a tasteless joke
The Fraulein him peeking down her gown
He's yelling in her ear and all at once the stopped
As he was bellowing, My dear"

is hell, this is hell, I am sorry to tell you
It never better or worse
But you get to it after a spell
For is hell in reverse

The shirt you wore with courage and the nylon
Suit reappear your back and undermine the polished
Line you try to shoot, it's not the of the flames
That finally see your flesh
It's the small humiliations that your piles up

This is hell, this is hell, this is

'My Favorite are playing again and again
But it's by Julie Andrews and not by John
Endless balmy breezes and perfect sunsets
Vintage wine for breakfast and naked starlets in Champagne
All the passions of your youth are and tamed
You may think it looks familiar you may know it by another name

This is hell, is hell, I am sorry to tell you
It never gets or worse
But you get to it after a spell
For is hell in reverse

This is hell, is hell