🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Synchronicity II - The Police

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