🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Synchronicity II - The Police

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