Luyện nghe bài hát Self Destructive Zones

It was 1990 give or I don't remember
the news of revolution hit the air
The girls hadn't even started taking down our
when the started cutting off their hair
The radio stations all decided angst was finally old
it ought to have a proper
Dead fat or rich nobodys to bitch
about the goings' on in destructive zones

The the practice room caught fire
there were rumors of a dragon straight for Muscle Shoals
"Stoner tries to an amplifier"
and like the dragon's side of the story is never told
the dream and the man and the girls hang around long enough
to you think it's coming true,
it's easier to let it all die a tale,
than admit that something bigger is passing

The hippies rode a wave smiles on faces,
the devil wouldnt even put a shoe
Caught between a dying from its habits,
and another rock and roll was new
Till the pawn shops packed like a backstage party,
hanging full of pointy ugly guitars
And the all turned to karaoke,
hanging all wishes upon disregarded stars

My Grandaddy's is locked in a closet
and it never shot a thing that could have
An old man decided that you couldn't choose poison
till you're nearly old enough to for him
They what was into something so disgusting
wild dogs would disregard the bones
Dead fat or rich nobodys left to
about the goings' on in self zones