Luyện nghe bài hát Homo-Machinery

I love my employment, and I my picket fence
Love my little car, and I love the
I pray this every night, myself as sacrifice
Brand me as a liar, believe a word I say
there's a need there'll be greed, proles are gunna bleed
Blood, death, don't the ivory
used and abused, puppies on a lead
We are

The machine, we build
you fed, keeps you dry
The machine, lie
misled, eat shit die

Piglet in a suit, tolerate worker
Corporate backed research, sponsored on news reports
do delegate, union or confederate
Money for misery, global market
Fist full of bills, buying pills, got to alert
Grey as far as the eye can see
full of greed, he will cheat
Lost all sense of worth
He homo-machinery

The machine, we high
you fed, keeps you dry
The machine, lie
You're misled, eat die

White virgin whores, lubricate with sweat and oil
Big green Trojan horse, lures them in and keeps fake
Money is evil's root, so is personhood
Evil's temple has a name, calls itself the Bank
Cogs grind the in, demand 'coz our wants are high
Chew up all of the
Crush up another white collar there's a hundred inline
They're just

The machine, we high
Keeps you fed, you dry
The machine, lie
You're misled, eat die

Red burn the Reichstag again
Choice of the new European
the discomfort of a suicidal grind
Choice of the new centurion