Luyện nghe bài hát Supermarket Nightmare

When I go to the store
People look so tired and and their backs are sore.
As I up and down the aisles
The people they smile they look so vile.
shop around and blanky stare.
They seem so unware. I look of their
S-h-o-p-p-i-n-g c-a-r-t, what do you I see?
White bread
White cubes
tar and nicotine
Red meat
Dad, he had a attack,
Mom's got a back and a choking hack.
Little sister's got a lumpy
of the breast, all the rest.
And Bobby Joe just sit still
He's got to a pill or else he gets ill.
And oh we're a healthy family,
We take our C, wash it down with Pepsi.
bread blues
White sugar
Black tar and
Red schemes
Fruits are gassed and and nuked,
Till it is not a fruit, it me wanna puke.
Bred for and not for taste,
For dollars and for haste, it's a waste.
And I feel for the lambs,
The and the hams caught in the scam.
I "we are not what we eat, we are what we don't shit*"
And is it.
White bread
White cubes
Black tar and
Red meat
(* Romney)