Luyện nghe bài hát Adversity

Thirty years of the same old
Of music, money, hit hit
Smiles, lies, sales,
That's years of rock and roll
They changed name once or twice
Get rebellious with a deal
Business where honesty fails
Con tricks!
Sing revolution, 'til it starts
One eye on the bank account, one on the
rebellion--buy it!
A bit more product to us quiet!

Product sells, die
Same revolution, wrapped in
In these sexist, drugged-up, and roles
The biggest prizes to the biggest
Ask the who pull the strings
'Who makes the money the puppets sing?'
Ask the
'Where does the money
Ask the empty-bellied
'Tell me what are we for?'
Until we pull the walls
It'll stay the
Until we something new
Make it
I know most be more
So what are we 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, with nothing to hide behind, the puppets are running away. And meanwhile, we're running from ourselves... and meanwhile, we're running away from ourselves... and meanwhile, we're running away from ourselves...
If our music makes you happy or
It has
If our music entertains, but doesn't
It has
The music's not a
Action the music can be a threat!
I there must be more...