Luyện nghe bài hát I Was a Maoist Intellectual

I always knew that I seize the world's imagination
And the possibilities for transformation
I saw a nation in decay, but a solution: Permanent cultural revolution
Whenever I played my protest songs the press me
Rolled out the red carpet, the Red Sea
But the petite bourgeois stayed away
They preferred their to have nothing to say

How did I pass my time on Now it can be revealed:
I was a intellectual in the entertainment field

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

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

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

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

I became a hotel doorman, I stood on the doormat
Clutching my forgotten discs in forgotten format
Trying to hand them out to all the who sauntered in
The who hadn't been like me, who hadn't lived in vain
I gave up ideology the day I my looks
I found a publisher for my little red books
When I the energy released by my frustration
Was enough for re-incarnation

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