🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Synchronicity II - The Police

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