Luyện nghe bài hát How Much Do You Pay?

No one understands the experience that change lives
That pave an agnostic a place to lay in decay in toxic
So every identity paraphernalia to familiarize with smiles neatly
painted on a robotic
But not this man, he the bucket with his hands
And got but it was change people dropped in his can
twenty-three years ago he was a lawyer by
But I guess all of a sudden he from that position
But never seen the sky quite as clear as his eyes
As he blistered fingers down on the plastic
And in a twisted sort of way it all sense
While rush to die he provides the soundtrack so tragic
He sits on the of 7th and 1st
And I was thirsty for a question anyone would
One day I asked he why he up his career
He said, "I didn't, I took off the name tag" then he added

Make and die that's the American Way
It don't matter name you gave the bucket that you play
Make Money and die that's the Way
It matter what name you gave the bucket that you play

So I took in what was said but I accept it
maybe I did I mean I just wouldn't admit it
I was too committed to the that all the hard work from now would
improve my existence somehow
So I said, you don't accomplish sitting in the street
And I'm sure you barely on the pennies you gather
He said, to your I make enough to eat
And I accomplish just as much as you only I pretending my job matters
He looked me in my face and told me I was a
And what I do is no more important than playing a
I still hear his voice I set my alarm before bed
I never could wash what he out of my head, so fuck it, it goes

Make Money and die that's the Way
Make Money and die the American Way
Make Money and die that's the Way
It don't what name you gave the bucket that you play
Money and die that's the American Way
Make and die that's the American Way
Make Money and die that's the Way
It don't matter name you gave the bucket that you play

See I could dress myself up in a coat and say I'm a doctor
Carry a nine by my belt buckle wear a badge and say I'm a copper
Maybe I'm just a lazy crazy carbon copy part of the heart of the
deranged nation that gave me the generation under water, I forgot
survive mind wash slaughtered by Austria's offers, caught calls and
called your forefathers my bosses, lost it all in the of gaining enough
to spin, consuming the youth ... amp my
I taught my man playing away on his drum
Something in my brain and I became less dumb
I'm working for crumbs
there's a meaning
But my employment is just a bucket, I'm desperately
And one day, I'll be old and
at my life like what a waste of good fire
All because school never me how to be inspired
And the job concerned applying to myself wouldn't hire

Make and die that's the American Way
Make Money and die that's the Way
Make Money and die that's the Way
It don't matter what name you gave the bucket you play
Make Money and die that's the Way
Money and die that's the American Way
Make Money and die that's the Way
But hey, here's my application, how do y'all pay