Luyện nghe bài hát Airplane Mode

Cowboys in a spaceship, the crowd is wasted
Women pics so they can seem naked
Guys jokes so they can see 'em naked
Church ladies vote what they perceive

Proposition hatred, phosphorous in
Billion dollars spilled to esophagus with cigarettes
Philosophers plot to maul nations out of and awe
Generation of ideas, who won't talk at all

fall
Chalk on
Years on prison cells
to die, living hell
His twelve peers exercise their privilege well

Babies through the glass
Bullets at the border, war take a stab
Coordinate who can like a paper bag
on an internet porn page, fornicate make her gag

What's the damage for the neighbor by the amateur?
Water erase the trace of the canisters
Water path took the stairways left the
Washed over premises, turned up
Lost under sludge, of revised sentences
Defense budgets padded by sandbags and

Drag this baggage, hold this
Cope the best that we can
Want solutions, need new
Cry our beauty the ashes

Drag this baggage, hold this
Cope the best we can manage
solutions, need new standards
Cry our beauty the ashes

To do list, throw mail, go buy envelopes
Who's this
Every a resource, to be sure it's integral
The rebirth t-shirts to minerals

The ward's filthy, search for another light in
Nobody else home, carry their same load
But I feel like the flight went down
And my cellphone wasn't on mode

newsprint, black market food stamps
Poison in the Pete moss, suffocated box
B-boys in detox, corrugated
lobbyists' floor debating 'Star Wars'

Yeast and fungi, spring-tails and nematodes
Sawdust yellow-cake, organics
Bokashi, EM-inoculated, bran
Toxic compounds broken down under coffee

Ancient carcasses in the sphagnum and found
cartridges from a magnum tossed into
Agricultural lime rock-flour and seaweed
Bio-remediate man-made

Drag this baggage, this damage
Cope the that we can manage
solutions, need new standards
Cry our beauty the ashes

Drag this baggage, hold damage
Cope the best that we can
Want solutions, need new
Cry our from the ashes

to eggshells, wood-chips to whiskers
Anything we can up, we can fix up
Sword to plowshare, soiled from beneath the
Detroit Red into El-Hajj Malik

Oil drum to pan, prisoner to Gramsci
Rose the concrete
Reverse the flows of the schemes
Crip-walk to a conscious beat, hip-hop is a heap

to gardeners, rivals into partners
Fanatics to reformers, felons farmers
Inmates to fathers of inner scholars
Pop-tarts to salad, into college

Lawns into restaurants, centerfold models to
Police abuse to
sergeants into peace departments
Thousand dollar bill to for all markets

Back-lots to blacktops and crops for have nots
Metal into scrap shops, jobs for the
Cracks-pots into for urban astronauts
Reservation into reservoir of

We used to know, use the
landfill to future home
Pacifist guerrillas to zones
Black to attics, C-130's to super-dome
Newborns on phones
So the not

Drag this baggage, hold this
Cope the that we can manage
Want solutions, new standards
Cry our beauty from the

Drag this baggage, hold this
Cope the that we can manage
solutions, need new standards
Cry our beauty from the