Luyện nghe bài hát Fugazi

Vodka intimate, an affair isolation in a Blackheath cell
Extinguishing the fires in a private
the heartache to renew the license
Of a bleeding heart poet in a fragile

Propping up the of the glitter conscience
in the christening shard of a hangover
Baptized in tears the real, tears from the real

Drowning in the liquid seas on the line, rat-race
Scuttling through the damp electric
(Caress Ophelia's hand with ambition)
(An albatross in the time tradition)

Sheathed with the Walkman wear the halo of
Aural contraceptive aborting pregnant
(She turned the and it pierced my heart)
(She hung herself my neck)

From the guardians in their conscience bubbles
and dry in my sea of troubles
Nine to fives, with suitable

Cast as their sideshow
(Sideshow)

(Peepshow)
Stereo becalm, be still, bewitch
Drowning, in the real

The of Baghdad hides in Islington now
Praying deportation for his cow
A legacy of romance from a twilight
The dowry of a relative mystery

A Vietnamese flower, a union
A mistress of release a magazine's thighs
Magdalene's contract more than
The hands of western promise hold her by the throat

A son of the Swastika of '45, a peroxide standard
disciples conjure testaments of hatred
Aerosol whisper where the searchlights
the barbed wire hedges, this is Brixton chess

A knight for embankments folds his newspaper
A of habit, begs the boatman's coin
fade with old soldiers in the grease stained roll call
And linger with the of Good Friday's last supper

Son watches father scan columns
In search of school friends
While his generation high fiber ignorance
Cowering behind curtains and the taped up, painted

genocide
Provided door to door
Pandora's box of
Gracefully cruising satellite heavens

Waiting, waiting the season of the
The penultimate
Radioactive for the fashionably
For the terminally insane,

you realize
Do-do-do you
you realize
This world is totally

are the prophets, where are the visionaries?
Where are the to breach the dawn of the sentimental mercenary?
are the prophets, where are the visionaries?
Where are the poets to breach the dawn of the sentimental
Where are the prophets, where are the
Where are the to breach the dawn of the sentimental mercenary?

Where are the