Luyện nghe bài hát Tunnel

The tenth of July 1985 .... ask stupid questions .... I had nothing
else to do I was bored .... I had, I had not .... weeks since the
light has gone, fifteen weeks with the same shirt on, a thousand
stink and and somebody's trying to roll a cigarette. Clean mister.
Clean mister. Clean missed her. Just and enjoy it, it's nothing
really. Let's get you out of those damp clothes, just life up,
get those dreadful trousers off. You'll feel so much afterwards.
Just close your eyes and let it ooze all over you. Trickling down
back and sticky. Isn't that nice? No don't speak, just let yourself
go, sink, sinking down and deeper and deeper. At 3 o'clock that
I awoke in an unfamiliar room .... in my hands like sodden paper
... a thick, pale green liquid .... sunlight through net
curtains. 6,000 an hour into brilliant white light. There's a brass
band playing somewhere. Roll on your back and for the talcum. But
what's that? Pull back the linen sheets to the shirt they peeled off
your back only two before the bed tips sideways. No .... and to one
day woke up in green fields with the sky blue above me. And to be
again. But know I'll be clean again.