Luyện nghe bài hát Flat Top

Flat top
home the new invention
See it in pieces on the ground
A television war between the cynics and the
the dial and thats whose side youre on

Ah, sleeping on the white lawn
Aint changed a thing
Look at all the washed out hippie

And its fallin all us
Is this kind of joke?
trying to pull on us
Fallin all us
Ill my head off for a while

The tabloid lost
Choking on its
Used to be all we had to fear

And conscience us quiet
the crooked love to speak
Theres knowledge wrapped in on the street
A coward says that anger can be power
As long as a victim on TV

And its all around us
Is this some kind of
Theyre to pull on us
all around us
Ill turn my off for a while

And my dreams all come alive on my TV screen
And plots
me what I havent got
Show me I love, and who Im sposed to be
Show me everything I
it all to me
it all to me

Its fallin all us
Is some kind of joke?
Theyre trying to on us
all around us
Ill turn my head off for a