Luyện nghe bài hát Self Destructive Zones

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

The night the room caught fire
there were of a dragon headed straight for Muscle Shoals
"Stoner tries to an amplifier"
and it's like the dragon's side of the story is never
When the dream and the man and the girls hang around long
to make you think it's true,
it's to let it all die a fairy tale,
admit that something bigger is passing through

The hippies a wave putting smiles on faces,
that the devil even put a shoe
Caught between a dying from its habits,
and another thinking rock and was new
Till the pawn shops were packed like a party,
hanging full of pointy cheap guitars
And the all turned to karaoke,
all their 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 that you couldn't choose poison
till nearly old enough to vote for him
They turned what was something so disgusting
even wild dogs disregard the bones
Dead fat or rich nobodys left to
the goings' on in self destructive zones