Luyện nghe bài hát Punk Is Dead

Yes right, punk is dead
It's just cheap product for the consumers head
rock on plastic transistors
Schoolboy sedition backed by big time
CBS promote the
Ain't for revolution, it's just for
became a fashion just like hippy used to be
Ain't got a to do with your or me
are systems and systems kill
Movements are expressions of the public
Punk became a cos we all felt lost
sold out and now we all pay the cost
Punk narcissism was a napalm
Jones started doing real harm
Preaching revolution, anarchy and
Sucked from the system that had given him his
I'm tired of staring through shit stained glass
Tired of up a superstars arse
I've got an arse and and a name
I'm waiting for my fifteen minutes fame
Steven Jones, you're
If so pretty vacant, why do you smarm?
Patti Smith, you're napalm, write with your hand
But Rimbaud's arm
And me, yes, I, do I to burn?
Is there something I can
Do I need a business man to promote my
Can I resist the carrots that fame and fortune
I see the velvet in their bondage gear
The social elite with in their ear
I watch and understand that it mean a thing
The scorpions attack, but the systems stole the sting
PUNK IS DEAD. IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD.