Luyện nghe bài hát Fugazi

Vodka intimate, an affair with isolation in a Blackheath
Extinguishing the fires in a hell
Provoking the heartache to renew the
Of a bleeding poet in a fragile capsule

Propping up the crust of the glitter
Wrapped in the christening shard of a
Baptized in from the real, tears from the real

Drowning in the liquid seas on the picadilly line,
through the damp electric labyrinth
(Caress Ophelia's with breaststroke ambition)
(An albatross in the marry tradition)

Sheathed with the Walkman wear the of distortion
Aural contraceptive aborting conversation
(She the harpoon and it pierced my heart)
(She hung around my neck)

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

Cast adrift as their
(Sideshow)

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

The thief of Baghdad in Islington now
deportation for his sacred cow
A legacy of romance from a world
The dowry of a relative girl

A Vietnamese flower, a dockland
A mistress of from a magazine's thighs
Magdalene's contract than favors
The feeding hands of promise hold her by the throat

A son of the Swastika of '45, parading a standard
Graffiti disciples conjure of hatred
Aerosol wands whisper where the
Trim the barbed wire hedges, is Brixton chess

A for embankments folds his newspaper castle
A creature of habit, begs the coin
He'll fade with old in the grease stained roll call
And linger with the heartburn of Good last supper

Son watches father scan columns
In of absent school friends
While his digests high fiber ignorance
Cowering behind curtains and the up, painted windows

Decriminalized
Provided to door Belsens
Pandora's box of
Gracefully satellite infested heavens

Waiting, waiting the of the button
The penultimate
perfumes for the fashionably
For the insane, insane

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

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

are the prophets?