Luyện nghe bài hát Adversity

Thirty years of the old shit
Of music, money, hit hit
Smiles, lies, sales,
thirty years of rock and roll
They changed it's once or twice
Get rebellious with a company
thrives where honesty fails
Con tricks!
Sing revolution, wait it starts
One eye on the bank account, one on the
Government-sponsored it!
A bit more product to us quiet!

Product sells, die
revolution, wrapped in lies
In these sexist, drugged-up, rock and
The biggest prizes to the biggest
Ask the puppet-masters who pull the
'Who makes the money when the puppets
Ask the
'Where does the money
Ask the empty-bellied
'Tell me are we singing for?'
Until we pull the walls
It'll the same
Until we find new
it change
I there most be more
So are we singing for?
These puppets, underneath the skin, have the same problems as you and me--they want to be loved, don't know where to begin. Just a wall's width away, but impossible to get close. Offstage, nothing to hide behind, the puppets are running away. And meanwhile, we're running away from ourselves... and meanwhile, we're running away from ourselves... and meanwhile, we're running away from ourselves...
If our music you happy or content
It has
If our music entertains, but doesn't
It has
The not a threat
Action the music can be a threat!
I know there be more...