Luyện nghe bài hát Artificial Life

He's got a song some love that's gone away.
Sometimes his eyes tiny teardrops when he plays.
His touching ballads are sitting there to buy.
They call it music, but it more like a lie.
Artificial in the market place.
ballads by the musical whores.
Life is so project theirs on to yours.
Hear the of the Pepsi Generation.
See the martyrs of our degradation.
life in the market place.
American culture freakshow,
Screen in your room,
A for your tomb.
If you can't compare the world sitting
Repress your insecurities, and escape.
Give me artificial, me superficial,
Give me a commercial life that be bought.
This I say to you, what I say is
Emotions aren't a product to sell and be consumed.
Coming attraction, it's real soon,
is having brunch with Pat Boone.
Want to where all the bullshit goes,
it goes the sewer to be disposed.