Luyện nghe bài hát Gringos Son Puercos Feos

Stamping out the cultures to spread a new disease
sailing on a dollar across the seven seas
the is white, blue ; red
the locust's flight to swarm the
a plague to cage the lost
the spreading web breeds
the third world's in sweaty hands
you bleed 'em dry ; their lands
you loan 'em cash to their soils
white bureaucrats divide the

red ; blue lights flash upon the housing walls
my back against the lockless doors of countless bathroom
sifting through a life until the pieces click
wading america-the hate, the lies, the sick

(I'm) the flag you wave
(I'm) pityin'the life the you gave
the zombifies
to your head with hateful lies
; violence really the peace
all across the middle
with diligence we scorch the
and siphon out their oil

All these lies oft sicken me to wake
how shit & disrespect are we supposed to take
while you chant the bleachers "U.S.A. is #1"
we'll cheer the empire crumbling down to rot the sun

We have to be the team
democracy's a dying
; everything is
to keep our terror
we to keep our engines filled
so what if forign blood is
I'm to the reality
if the media lies, news to me

This is what you're proud of when you your little flag
a sovereign nation a wetted paper bag

And all the worlds a
locked upon the stage

(In a)Capitalist
we're threatend by
their labor belong to us
in cash ; greed & god we
(it's) just another
to cripple their
bury in endless debt
to the ; the I.M.F.
(so)I'm burnin' up the you wave
I'm on your fuckin' grave
you're devastating death
suckin' souls ; robin' breath
& your a blasphemy
profitin' from misery
where will all this end
when the money ; cities rend

(The Rain)
A golden sunset in darkest
it the skin & blinds the sight
a cloud of blackened ash
the rain floods to spark the rash
into your mind the sickness
while they lock the doors
you glide into abysmal
escape, escape, to