Luyện nghe bài hát Adversity

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

Product sells, die
Same revolution, in lies
In these sexist, drugged-up, and roles
The prizes to the biggest fools
Ask the puppet-masters who pull the
'Who makes the money when the puppets
Ask the
'Where does the go?'
Ask the children
me what are we singing for?'
Until we pull the walls
It'll the same
Until we something new
it change
I know there most be
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 away, but impossible to get close. Offstage, with 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 makes you happy or
It has
If our music entertains, but inspire
It has
The not a threat
Action the music can be a threat!
I know must be more...