Luyện nghe bài hát Indictment

I just wrote the dumbest song. It's gonna be a sing along. All our
will clap and sing. Our enemies laugh and be pointing. It won't bother
me, the thoughtless are thinking, I am more concerned with what we're
drinking. They'll laugh about it at the warehouse, I'm so lame. It
wrote itself. You can keep the blame. be a happy song. Not unlike some
other ones. everyone's depressed and broke, I get high off your sick
jokes. They're colossal. They're tousling all the hair. Stay up there.
So it just might work. Then we'll quit our jobs. We could be the next
group that you rob. There are times for dumb. This must be one of them.
I'd like to know what's so wrong a stupid, happy song? It says many
things in nothingness. It gives me space to think, I guess. To think less
And less. Moving units and tracking charts. they ever learn? It isn't who
you know, it's who you burn. It means nothing. kids to other kids. If
you we changed our tune, I hope we did.