Luyện nghe bài hát Self Destructive Zones

It was 1990 or take I don't remember
when the of revolution hit the air
The girls even started taking down our posters
the boys started cutting off their hair
The radio all decided angst was finally old enough
it to have a proper home
Dead fat or rich nobodys left to
the goings' on in self destructive zones

The night the practice room fire
there were rumors of a headed straight for Muscle Shoals
"Stoner to save an amplifier"
and it's like the dragon's side of the story is told
When the dream and the man and the girls hang around enough
to make you it's coming true,
easier to let it all die a fairy tale,
than admit something bigger is passing through

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

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