Luyện nghe bài hát Fuel

They were digging a new in Manhattan
And they discovered a cemetery there
May souls rest easy now that lynching is frowned upon
We've moved on to the chair

And I who's gonna be president
or tweedle dumber?
And gonna have the big
box office this summer

How 'bout we put up a
Between the houses and the
And you can go your way
And I can go my way

all the radios agree with all the TVs
And all the magazines agree with all the
And I keep hearing that same damn
I go

Maybe I should put a bucket over my
And a marshmallow in ear
And around for another dumb numb week
For another hum hit song to appear

People used to make records as in a record of
The event of people music in a room
Now everything is
about sunglasses and shoes
Or or drugs, you choose

We got it rehashed, we got it
We're up all the graves
And spitting on the past
And we can choose the colors
Of the on the whores

'Cause we difference
Between the font of twenty percent
And the of Teriyaki, you tell me
How does it you feel?
You tell me real

And say that alcoholics are always alcoholics
when they're as dry as my lips for years
Even they're stranded on a small desert island
With no place in two thousand to buy beer

And I is he different is he different, has he changed
he's about or is he just a liar
With nothing to lie
I'm headed for the same wall
Is anything I can do about anything at all

Except go to that corner in Manhattan
And dig deeper, dig deeper this
Down the impossible pain of our history
Beneath bones
the bedrock of the mystery

Beneath the sewage system an the train
Beneath the and the water main
Beneath the traffic of friendships and street
Between the screeching of kamikaze cab wheels

Beneath everything I can think of to about
it all, beneath all get out
Beneath the good and the and the stupid and the cruel
There's a fire just waiting for

There's a just waiting for fuel
There's a fire waiting for fuel
a fire just waiting for fuel
There's a just waiting for fuel

There's a fire just waiting for
There's a fire just waiting for
There's a fire just for fuel
a fire just waiting