Luyện nghe bài hát Got No Soul

Late for work again
lying down on the job again
Will you people please stop jumping my train
Ladies and gentlemen, there will be a slight
While we hose the away
(and the clock ticking...)
So I spent my evening I never was born
Drinking toasts to hood with the hooves and the horns
Because the roaches do my laundry no more
And the refuse to fix the holes in the floor
Water through the ceiling...
I a pig if he wanted to dance
He is that a 45 in your pants
Or are you glad to see me ? (rim shot)
I said, all I need is a
Or maybe a sense of
a pair of pliers to rip off these blinders
Because my peripherial is dying
It as if I ain't trying
I'm a rat in a of my own devising
And is a call to arms...
Is that a to arms I hear rising ?
Is that a call to arms I hear out of that concrete hole ?
Yer war on got no soul, yer hired thugs got no soul
You hippy trash got no soul, yer yuppie cash got no
Yer clips, yer beauty tips, remote control
It's a big black hole, got no soul, got no
And the clock's clicking off like the timer on big neutron switch
Except there's just one hitch: you gotta it rich
Before the shit comes
So They're out panhandling for gold
in the street, sifting garbage in the gutter
Digging in the tenements, looking for a
Trying to find that big score, the mother
And everyone's A wanna be - the wicked and the
The victors and the victimized, the economists and the
My TV mind-set is (sh'dooby)
No guts, no glory, no balls - you wanna call it
There ain't nothing real at all (And I don't feel whole...)
Yeah, yer mobile phone got no soul, yer rolling stone got no
Yer music got no soul, yer answering machine got no soul
Yer microdrive, yer toilet slave, you corporate swine, yer bullshit
Hey, you on the payroll! Hey you on the J train!
Hey you on the TV news! Hey you in the suit!
You goy no soul. I got no soul. Got no