Luyện nghe bài hát Rage of Plastics

It was the of plastics, I was 24
I was doing my time on the
It was all polyester and leopard
And Fabergé coming off the
I know it's a to the brightest how our designs unseam
Like the backside of some skirt in some old dream
I got caught putting off all my traveling
For this refinery job and his
hair in ribbons, stockings in runs
Fashion bricks out of the breaks as come
Land goes for less downwind of the
There's no telling how long you'll be

are scores of us born in the silent spring
Whose wombs won't take, won't anything
He had for a daughter, and I had want for a son
Now I rock my faced man like one
Was it the river on fire that made us we became?
Was it the cup we drank from, or what it contained?
Does it move to the of the oil drums
Or out of our eyes as we're wailing?
And I see it rise in ribbons to the clouds
Just to spit down on everyone
Land goes for downwind of the plant
There's no telling how long be paying

I tried to be patient as I've been made nurse
Get some help from the percs of my devotion's
And I know, yeah, I know the man's pain is much
For the and his grace are now waning
You say the one now will later be last
My faith in come to pass
Na I won't dumb
I'm trying to sweeten this load
And you me a ribbon, you tell me to run
To land my legs to your fund
But land goes for less downwind of the plant
Making this living just brings about

I got a rage of plastics, the refinery
I got a rage of plastics, got nothing
Now I won't play dumb and I'm lying
Making this just brings about dying
But land still goes for less downwind of the
this living just brings about dying
Making this living just about dying
Making this just brings about dying