Luyện nghe bài hát My Name Is Ozymandias

With a wink and a nod look, we're all giving
There's four pale pinked in an accountants hand
Examples be made, discipline must be maintained
all a little mad here what a joy it is to kill

Kill all my in three minutes and thirty seconds
Kill all my hunger in three minutes and thirty
'Cause at the top of the world, we're all just the bottom

been shook red-handed
Dead stage at the shit-grin parade
Beware, beware, beware of an pack of men
Who think cats, wow

And it ain't be of the future
A pox on your phony
And all while you slumber
You'll of electric sheep

all my hunger in three minutes and thirty seconds
Kill all my hunger in minutes and thirty seconds
'Cause at the top of the world, we're all just the line

For we may perish at the hands we must
Our bodies for the aches to escape
In the filth accept is the filth
I'm dragging my belly

For we may perish at the we must shake
Our bodies for the aches to escape
In the they'll accept is the filth
I'm dragging my through

'Cause being drowned out in our own fucking sound
Now the teenage brigade has
And I can't get respect I'm not at the bar
And the teenage brigade has

When I'm weak it is bleak and all capping me
With their cold metal clutch on us
And I get respect 'cause I'm not at the bar
And the brigade has opinions

So get hip to with youth
At the bottom of a rabbit's

Do we all like this
Do we all sound this