Luyện nghe bài hát Got No Soul

Late for work again
Somebody's lying down on the job
Will you please stop jumping under my train
Ladies and gentlemen, will be a slight delay
While we the blood away
(and the clock ticking...)
So I spent my evening wishing I was born
Drinking toasts to that hood with the and the horns
Because the roaches won't do my 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 says is a 45 in your pants
Or are you just to see me ? (rim shot)
I said, all I need is a
Or a sense of satisfaction
Perhaps a pair of to rip off these blinders
my peripherial vision is dying
It ain't as if I trying
I'm a rat in a maze of my own
And is that a to arms...
Is that a call to arms I 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 trash got no soul, yer yuppie got no soul
Yer clips, yer beauty tips, remote control
It's a big hole, got no soul, got no soul
And the clock's clicking off like the timer on big neutron switch
Except there's just one hitch: you strike it rich
Before the shit 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 A wanna be - the wicked and the weak
The and the victimized, the economists and the economized
My TV is shatteres (sh'dooby)
No guts, no glory, no balls - you wanna call it
There ain't real there at all (And I don't feel whole...)
Yeah, yer mobile phone got no soul, yer stone got no soul
Yer scene 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