Luyện nghe bài hát Sacred Cowboys

(woo, hey)
Mira, mira, mira, andale, andale, yeah-ow!

With a of irony, everyone you see
Is chasing their
Take a dive, or sink, or
But in the end you're in the pollution
In your world, is swift
The nonsense is all you need to know
In the of dreams, you make the right connections
you'll be the hero...ecstasy
The cult of 'me' our institutions
You can live forever a grave that stands
Where people to function
You can join the of our culture
Vultures circling my sky
Like the sin of gluttony won't set you
(but ford can help you try)

You can get all the you never needed
You can sell people crap and them eat it

But where is our john
our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the indians on the
no indians left to kill

People die with
And all money can't afford a breath
starving everywhere
And staring in the of death
Prostitutes and
in their bed together
You can be the savior of the
up the policies to open up the back door...

You can get all the you never needed
You can people crap and make them eat it

Where is our wayne?
our sacred cowboys now?
Where are the on the hill?
There's no indians left to

Where is our john
Where's our sacred cowboy
are the indians on the hill?
There's no left to kill

You can get all the you never needed
You can sell people crap and make eat it
Eat it

There is no wayne
Where's our sacred now?
Where are the indians on the
There's no indians to kill

is our john wayne?
Where's our sacred cowboy
Where are the indians on the
There's no left to...