Luyện nghe bài hát Fleshdunce

We're industry's thoughtlords
The wing
We keep you all in
By fixing your will

Surround you pop fantasies
Just out of reach
To soften all the
Of your forced daily

We strip-mine your culture
Take a out and rinse it clean
Give ourselves for creating it
Then sell it back to you at twice the

Hey, our pool of talent
Has into your town
To dazzle, and milk you
All strictly on our own

You think got a lot to say
We'll that real soon
not a person anymore
We've made you a

By the time we're through you
You even recognize your face
no end to the eager beavers
Drawn like moths to our Babylon's

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