🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Synchronicity II - The Police

 Another suburban  morning.
 Grandmother screaming at  wall.
 
  have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies
 We  hear anything at all.
 Mother  her litany of boredom and frustration,
 But we know all her  are fake.
 
 Daddy only stares into the 
 There's only so much more that  can take.
  miles away something crawls from the slime
  the bottom of a dark Scottish lake.
 
 Another industrial  morning
 The  belches filth into the sky.
 He walks unhindered through the picket lines 
 He doesn't think  wonder why.
 The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts in  red light street,
 But all he  thinks to do is watch.
 And every single  with his so-called superior
  a humiliating kick in the crotch.
  miles away something crawls to the surface
 Of a  Scottish lake.
 
 Another working day has 
 Only the  hour hell to face.
 Packed like lemmings into shiny metal 
 Contestants in  suicidal race.
 Daddy grips the  and stares alone into the distance,
 He  that something somewhere has to break.
  sees the family home now looming in the headlights,
 the pain upstairs that makes his  ache.
 Many miles away there's a  on the door
 Of a cottage  the shore
 Of a dark  lake...............