Luyện nghe bài hát Super Models Don't Drink Colt 45

They know got nothing to lose
if you'd had a chance you would've lost that too
Dazzled by the of the self-made man
They hold out shiny things and then slap your hand
It's not what you are, not what you do
It is what you've got and who you'll
Your boot straps were broken before you

my hands up at this world sometimes
People get shot for clothing
The nation's dressed genocide

is the bait put your hand in your pocket
envy is the and there's no way to stop it
will reel you in everytime

You watch the on your t.v.
full of plastic people who you'll never be
They want you to ugly because it sells more shit
you've got to measure up or else never fit
It's not what you say, not you outlook
It is what got, it is how you look
The pageant was over you arrived

Throw my hands up at this sometimes
People carve up fucking faces
People get for others eyes

Sit back, don't about nothing
anybody see the irony in cloning sheep?
Yeah, that's just the world needs, more sheep
there aren't already millions of us
There's millions of us.