Luyện nghe bài hát Garbage Canyons

We're the loosers, We see you're
We're the tools for our own fate
No one knows our place
Justice, give us your grace! your face!

But the war slaves of the lords us from land to land
to the garbage canyons, to the eternal
And we ride like on our boneless dogs, helpless,
into the canyons

"Antisocial" that's their only
political on their stamps
Roast our sharp! Bon appetite!
Swallow our souls to it!

And the forces of the lords drive us land to land
to the canyons, to the eternal damned
Yes we ride, like on our boneless dogs, helpless,
the ghetto canyons

Life saves your future plan,
saves future in a wheel chair gang,
but you laugh about warning.
You drift there where you want
to the suicide angels, if fate is turning wrong
Suicide angels, you want never fall down, from the sky
illusion, you can never fall,
cause you are living in the reich