Luyện nghe bài hát Got No Soul

Late for work again
Somebody's down on the job again
Will you people please jumping under my train
Ladies and gentlemen, will be a slight delay
we hose the blood away
(and the clock ticking...)
So I spent my evening I never was born
Drinking to that hood with the hooves and the horns
Because the roaches do my laundry no more
And the rats refuse to fix the holes in the
comes through the ceiling...
I asked a pig if he wanted to
He says is that a 45 in your
Or are you just to see me ? (rim shot)
I said, all I need is a
Or maybe a sense of
Perhaps a of pliers to rip off these blinders
Because my peripherial is dying
It ain't as if I ain't
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 rising out of concrete hole ?
Yer war on drugs got no soul, yer hired thugs got no
You hippy got no soul, yer yuppie cash got no soul
Yer video clips, yer beauty tips, control
a big black hole, got no soul, got no soul
And the clock's clicking off like the timer on some big neutron
Except there's just one hitch: you strike it rich
the shit comes down
So They're out there panhandling for
Prospecting in the street, sifting 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 and the economized
My TV is shatteres (sh'dooby)
No guts, no glory, no balls - you wanna call it
There ain't nothing there at all (And I don't feel whole...)
Yeah, yer mobile got no soul, yer rolling stone got no soul
Yer music scene got no soul, yer machine got no soul
Yer microdrive, yer slave, you corporate swine, yer bullshit line
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