Luyện nghe bài hát State Of The Union

The wheel's still in
Our world's being apart.
Where do we
To a brand new start?

Nothing to win;
We we were so smart.
let the truth in;
Wouldn't up our hearts.

Rain on tin,
shopping carts.
Nothing to win;
The countdown starts.

They in Santa,
The Bunny, and Love,
Sherman burned Atlanta
With a wave of his glove.

We had a remedy
For any of malice,
someone killed Kennedy
That day in Dallas.

We polluted the
We the sea.
Soon, space cowboy'll
Pollute the galaxy.

That bright light you see
Is from that train.
train's bound for misery;
The track runs your brain.

"Wear rue with a difference,"
Said to the king.
"You one hundred years hence,
None of will mean a thing."

believed in Santa,
The Bunny, and Love,
Till Sherman burned
a wave of his white glove.

Turn on the shiny
The dirty flows.
Just like the boastful
In his best clothes.

Open up that
To let the air in.
See the particles glow
radioactive sarin.

Our world was with sparkling dreams
All up in rainbows.
Now, all of once-bright dreams
Lie in the shadows.

sure has slowed,
And no going back.
winding road
to a cul-de-sac.

"Wear rue with a difference,"
Claudia to the king.
"You know one hundred hence,
of this will mean a thing."

We in Santa,
The Bunny, and Love,
But burned Atlanta
With a of his white glove.