Luyện nghe bài hát Tunnel

The tenth of July 1985 .... Don't ask questions .... I had nothing
else to do I was .... I had, I had not .... Fifteen weeks since the
light has gone, fifteen weeks with the same shirt on, a thousand
stink and sweat and somebody's trying to a cigarette. Clean mister.
Clean mister. Clean missed her. Just and enjoy it, it's nothing
really. Let's get you out of damp clothes, just life yourself up,
get dreadful trousers off. You'll feel so much better afterwards.
Just close your eyes and let it ooze all over you. Trickling 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 room .... in my hands like sodden paper
... a thick, glutinous pale green .... sunlight through net
curtains. 6,000 miles an hour into brilliant white light. a brass
playing somewhere. Roll on your back and wait for the talcum. But
what's that? Pull back the linen sheets to the shirt they peeled off
back only two hours before the bed tips 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.