Luyện nghe bài hát Under Glass

The air was thick with scented smoke; the was much to small. The
would fall and crawl in corners, wind up eaten by the cat, but
still they spat and groped each fat. Danced with rubber arms
and granite feet. The planet creeped. The ceiling and floated
in the beer. We stayed clear. We here, under glass.
And you I know you're though you haven't got a clue. See them
laughing in the showers. Twist and a shouting Jew... Did they
ride you the corridors, make you climb the wall? Did you fall?
Did she cry? Did you for other fools to fry? To fortify your
island glass.
I know how and where you work; it's written around collar, sweat
and dirt and sloping shoulders. You tripping on your hands,
yellow hands, tired hands, pushing and pushing sixty, waiting for
the man to push you off shelf. Send you rollercoasting frozen to
your under glass.
And you may be tough and loud; you your weight around. But
you're jelly when the lights go out - you're every sound. The
chambers, whispering walls, the bitching neighbours' spirits
call, accuse you with their fire eyes freeze. You fry, you slip
their inside you. You try and try to hide out under glass.