Luyện nghe bài hát Adversity

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

Product sells, die
Same revolution, wrapped in
In these sexist, drugged-up, rock and
The biggest prizes to the biggest
Ask the puppet-masters who the strings
makes the money when the puppets sing?'
Ask the
does the money go?'
Ask the children
'Tell me are we singing for?'
Until we down the walls
It'll stay the
Until we find new
it change
I know most be more
So what are we singing
These puppets, underneath the skin, have the 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 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 entertains, but doesn't inspire
It has
The music's not a
the music inspires can be a threat!
I know there be more...