Luyện nghe bài hát Self Destructive Zones

It was 1990 give or take I don't
when the news of hit the air
The girls hadn't even started taking our posters
when the boys cutting off their hair
The radio stations all angst was finally old enough
it ought to a proper home
Dead fat or rich nobodys left to
about the goings' on in self zones

The night the practice caught fire
there were rumors of a dragon headed straight for Muscle
"Stoner tries to an amplifier"
and it's like the dragon's side of the story is told
When the 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,
admit that something bigger is passing through

The hippies rode a wave smiles on faces,
that the devil even put a shoe
between a generation dying from its habits,
and another rock and roll was new
Till the pawn shops were packed a backstage party,
hanging full of pointy ugly cheap
And the young'uns all to karaoke,
hanging all their wishes disregarded stars

My Grandaddy's shotgun is in a closet
and it never shot a thing could have lived
An old man decided that you couldn't choose your
till nearly old enough to vote for him
They turned what was into something so
even wild dogs disregard the bones
Dead fat or nobodys left to bitch
about the goings' on in self zones