Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Westway

There were blue in my city today
Everything was sinking, snow would come on sunday
The old school was due and the traffic
Up on the
I stood watching comets lonesome trails
Shining up above me the jet fuel it
Down to earth where the money always comes
And the sing
Bring us the day they off the machines
Cos men in yellow jackets putting adverts my dreams
An automated and the whole world gone
Fallen under the of
The between us when we communicate
picking up shortwave, somewhere they're out in space
It depends how you're wired the night's on fire
Under the
Now it's arrows hitting the bull
Doing one still standing at last call
When the flags down and the Last Post sounds
Just like a song
For the way I about you
not lost, it's in you
On a basis I apologise
But I am to sing

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