Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Westway

There were skies in my city today
was sinking, said snow would come on sunday
The old school was due and the traffic
Up on the
Where I stood comets lonesome trails
Shining up above me the jet it fell
Down to earth where the money always comes
And the sing
us the day they switch off the machines
Cos men in jackets putting adverts inside my dreams
An automated and the whole world gone
Fallen under the of
The distance us when we communicate
Still up shortwave, somewhere they're out in space
It depends how you're wired when the on fire
Under the
Now it's magic arrows hitting the
Doing one eighty still standing at last
When the coming down and the Last Post sounds
Just like a love
For the way I feel you
Paradise's not lost, in you
On a permanent I apologise
But I am going to

Sing it out and sing it to you
Am I out at sea
'Til a tide wash me up off the