Luyện nghe bài hát Wasteland

I saw the of my generation playing pinball
up and caked up
And looking like some of china doll

With all of Adolf Hitler's moves down
As they stood up in of a Rock and Roll band
And moving upward and ever upward
To this golden promised land

With the of them all
Moonlighting as a processor
And the of them all
Checking IDs saloons

And the prettiest of all off her clothes
In front of men whose eyes like
were in some little hick town
Near Omaha, watching the police
Run his car off the side of a

I saw men with dreams like the I'd had
Beg quarters the Seven-Eleven
Till it got so they affect me anymore
Than the mailboxes I'd
'Cept sometimes, I'd put somthing in the mailbox

I'd had the at my back now I felt it cold in my face
And for an long time now
You were the only one who called me late at night
And I really never noticed till after you stopped
And the emptiness, silence got so

Broken up in the wasteland, broken up in the promised
up in Disneyland, broken up in the plastic land
Broken up in the wasteland, up in the wasteland
Broken up in the

I saw dead Marilyn
Strung up on street corner in Hollywood
Like some two bit whore offering a rate
And I how Joe Dimaggio felt

I saw James Dean's ghost
Wandering the looking troubled
And I how his mama felt

I saw signs that said, "Headshots for cheap"
Signs that said, "Extras wanted, top paid"
Signs for and signs for 'Manicures'
And signs for "Tanning salons" and signs for 'Wardrobe
Signs for "Cosmetic surgery' and signs for 'Assertiveness
And I to read them all

And every single block looked like single block
Looked every single block looked like every single block
But she kept driving 'cause everyone else driving
And 'cause gridlock is evil and not knowing anywhere is

And those who had money good
But weren't too happy and who didn't have money
look so good and weren't too happy either
And in a of three million, two hundred and sixty nine thousand
Nine eighty four, everyone was lonely

up in the wasteland, broken up in the promised land
Broken up in Disneyland, up in the plastic land
Broken up in the wasteland, up in the wasteland
Broken up in the

And I watched as I knew spent their lives
Trying to be watched on
Watched on film or listened to on a
And thought, "Well, maybe that way
I could get a little out of this life"

And I watched as the of my generation
their dreams and settled for making a little money
I watched TV, read the papers, listend to the
And made all the fancy
And said all the words and wore all the right clothes
And knew the of the hip people

But I still felt out of touch so I stopped TV
And reading the and listening to the radio
And making the fancy and saying the right words
And wearing the right clothes and the names of the hip people
And I felt more out of touch than ever but I didn't care

And I felt you slipping away and I myself slipping from you
And I wanted more than else
For it to rain for one day like it used to
But all ever was was sun, relentless sun, hot beating sun

And everyone their sunglasses
And walked like flies under magnifying glass
With their removed

Broken up in the wasteland, broken up in the land
Broken up in Disneyland, broken up in the land
Broken up in the wasteland, broken up in the
Broken up in the wasteland, up in the wasteland
Broken up in the