Luyện nghe bài hát Synchronicity Ii

Another family morning
Grandmother screaming at the
We have to shout the din of our rice crispies
We can't hear at all
Mother chants her litany of and frustration
But we know all her suicides are
Daddy only into the distance
There's only so much more that he can
Many away
Something crawls the slime
At the bottom of a dark scottish

Another industrial ugly
The factory filth into the sky
He walks through the picket lines today
He doesn't think to why
The secretaries pout and preen
Cheap tarts in a red street
But all he thinks to do is watch
And every single with his so-called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the
miles away
Something to the surface
Of a scottish lake

working day has ended
Only the rush hell to face
Packed lemmings into shiny metal boxes
in a suicidal race
Daddy grips the and stares alone into the distance
He knows that something somewhere has to
He sees the family now looming in the headlights
The pain upstairs that his eyeballs ache
Many away
a shadow on the door
Of a on the shore
Of a dark lake
Many miles away, miles away