Luyện nghe bài hát Wrong Century (4:22)

Last I remember
I was on a hill
Shaking out my long black
I heard the song of an
Rising from the
I my way to the source
And it was
Now I am
I recognize this village
things are made of
Glass and
A man is toward me
And looking pretty strange
He says, "Girl, I think
to the wrong century"
Now let me get straight, Man
Not am I woman
But I'm in this spooky world?
Where everybody too fast and
Where are all the
I think I can live
In wrong century
Get me out of
Show me to my
Get me out of
I miss my
I will not live in
Of
I am a man
I don't think I can

Is this where it now?
Must I
In this grey and dismal
It's plain to see I'm a
It's I do not blend
Still I a home
In this century
Get me out of
me to my homeland
Get me out of
I my hill
I will not in fear
Of
I am a man
man
Get me out of
Show me to my
Get me out of
I my hill
I will not in fear
Of
I am a man
man
I think I can understand