Luyện nghe bài hát I Was a Maoist Intellectual

I always knew that I could seize the imagination
And show the possibilities for
I saw a nation in decay, but also a solution: Permanent cultural
Whenever I played my songs the press applauded me
out the red carpet, parted the Red Sea
But the petite bourgeois philistines stayed
They preferred their to have nothing to say

How did I pass my on earth? Now it can be revealed:
I was a Maoist in the entertainment field

I showed the people how lived and told them it was bad
Showed the insanity inside the bureaucrat
And the archetypes and that were my stock in trade
Toppled all the ivory towers that had made
Though I tried to change your mind I never your patience
All I tried to do was to point out your
But the powers that be took this to be a personal
And refused to help me build my cult

How did I pass my time an earth, what on got into me?
I was a Maoist in the music industry

I left the normal world and started living in
A hinterland between dissolution and self
I burned the midnight oil to build my way of
A miner at the face of meaning
The rich despised the songs I wrote which told the poor worth
Told the shy to speak and the meek to take the earth
But my downfall came from being three things the classes hated:
Agitated, organized and

How did I pass my time on earth, how did I bear
As a Maoist intellectual in the entertainment
And how was I treated in this and in this industry?
As a Maoist in a business would be

I became a hotel doorman, I there on the doormat
my forgotten discs in their forgotten format
Trying to them out to all the stars who sauntered in
The ones who hadn't been like me, who hadn't lived in
I gave up the day I lost my looks
I never a publisher for my little red books
When I died the energy released by my
Was enough for re-incarnation

But if I could live my life again the thing that I'd be
Is a Maoist intellectual in the music
No, if I live my life again I think I'd like to be
The man job is to stop the men who think like me
Yeah! If l could my life again that'd be the thing to be
The man who the stumbling blocks
In the of the likes of me!