🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Synchronicity II - The Police

 Another suburban family 
 Grandmother  at the wall.
 
 We have to  above the din of our Rice Crispies
 We can't hear  at all.
 Mother chants her  of boredom and frustration,
 But  know all her suicides are fake.
 
 Daddy only  into the distance
 There's only so  more that he can take.
 Many miles  something crawls from the slime
 At the bottom of a  Scottish lake.
 
 Another  ugly morning
 The factory belches filth into the 
 He walks unhindered through the  lines today,
 He doesn't  to wonder why.
 The secretaries pout  preen like cheap tarts in a red light street,
 But all he ever thinks  do is watch.
 And every  meeting with his so-called superior
 Is a  kick in the crotch.
 Many miles away  crawls to the surface
  a dark Scottish lake.
 
  working day has ended.
  the rush hour hell to face.
 Packed  lemmings into shiny metal boxes.
  in a suicidal race.
 Daddy grips the wheel  stares alone into the distance,
 He knows that  somewhere has to break.
 He sees the family home now looming in  headlights,
 the pain upstairs that  his eyeballs ache.
 Many miles away there's a  on the door
 Of a  on the shore
 Of a dark  lake...............