Luyện nghe bài hát Airplane Mode

Cowboys in a spaceship, the noise is wasted
Women take pics so they can naked
tell jokes so they can see 'em naked
Church ladies vote they perceive sacred

hatred, phosphorous in riverbeds
Billion spilled to fill esophagus with cigarettes
Philosophers to maul nations out of shock and awe
Generation of ideas, children who talk at all

Profits
Chalk on
Years spent on cells
Next to die, hell
His twelve peers didn't exercise their well

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

What's the damage for the neighbor by the amateur?
Water blast the trace of the canisters
Water took the stairways left the banister
over premises, turned up percentages
Lost under sludge, lots of revised
budgets padded by sandbags and sandwiches

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

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

To do list, away mail, go buy envelopes
this 'Coulda-been-Rhodes-Scholar-centerfold?
Every day's a resource, to be it's integral
The from t-shirts to minerals

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

newsprint, black market food stamps
Poison in the Pete moss, beat box
in detox, corrugated cardboard
Lockheed lobbyists' debating 'Star Wars'

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

Ancient in the sphagnum lost and found
Empty cartridges from a magnum into
Agricultural lime and seaweed meal
Bio-remediate molecules

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

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

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

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

Gangsters to gardeners, into partners
to reformers, felons into farmers
Inmates to of inner city scholars
Pop-tarts to salad, teens into

Lawns into restaurants, centerfold to artists
Police abuse to
Street sergeants into peace
Thousand bill to green for all markets

to blacktops and cash crops for have nots
Metal scrap shops, jobs for the cast-offs
Cracks-pots into earth-ships for urban
into reservoir of wisdom

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

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

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