Luyện nghe bài hát Tunnel

The tenth of July 1985 .... Don't ask questions .... I had nothing
else to do I was bored .... I had, I had not .... Fifteen weeks the
light has gone, fifteen with the same shirt on, a thousand bodies
stink and sweat and somebody's trying to roll a cigarette. mister.
Clean mister. Clean missed her. Just relax and it, it's nothing
really. get you out of those damp clothes, just life yourself up,
get those dreadful trousers off. You'll so much better afterwards.
Just close your eyes and let it ooze all you. Trickling down your
back and sticky. Isn't that nice? No don't speak, just let yourself
go, sink, sinking down deeper and deeper and deeper. At 3 o'clock
morning I awoke in an unfamiliar room .... in my hands like paper
... a thick, glutinous green liquid .... sunlight through net
curtains. 6,000 miles an hour into white light. There's a brass
band playing somewhere. Roll on back and wait for the talcum. But
what's that? Pull back the linen sheets to the shirt they peeled off
your back only two hours before the bed sideways. No .... and to one
day woke up in green fields the sky blue above me. And to be clean
again. But know I'll never be again.