Luyện nghe bài hát My Twentieth Century

I woke up morning,
Dreading the thoughts of another, and boring day.
Hey! Woe is me.
I go out on the streets, of the city
I see the steel, the fading
And the I used to play in...
My friends are famous and all my foes happy
Loved by lycra, fooled by
And fucked by they need...
But who am I to My pointing finger backfires
I my head down low.
I once in Jesus,
Now I believe in rock'n'roll
From baptism to alcohol, in a land green
Hey! The myth is magic, do you know I mean?
The of sin and of sex
the fools, pawn our jewels, will it ever change?
But who am I criticise? I've my bed, I lie on it
And hold my up high
My disbelief, my fake
My century
My holy war, my indulgence
My twentieth
My human flesh, my sad
My twentieth
My apathy, my big decision.
My century.