Luyện nghe bài hát The Age of Everything

All you have to do is touch it you feel a thing,
Mass media the be all tell all weather beauty,
The means of the calculated ends of structured emptiness,
Some dead bureaucrat following his dead end duty,
But the only light that's on is the light,
Its a rerun tragedy but the laugh is hilarious,
It came broken by but anyway the new model is faster,
Turn into nothing with a nice ass make it vicarious.

And it all I still feel like a blank that's not been filled in,
I want to move to a new neighborhood into a house nobody's been killed in.
And just all my pretty little problems for the world to comment and archive,
I will end as the junk flies of gut felt gossip on the next hard drive.

The byte made word; scripted of our cyber selves,
She is an encrypted device of we can't break the code,
Everywhere the anything at once memories put now,
We bail out the banks of our meaning to co-sponsor the ode,
A fairy tale princess blog Fox news or pixellated porn,
The attention span of eternity follow this Warhol of fame,
It's nothing you can't live without but you it to know it,
So much less than lifeless not much more a game.

in the age of everything,
Branded by the corporate take sting,
Chronic cancers and revivals,
Sonic censor game survivals,
New age old identity thief,
Blue ray and unbelievable belief,
Ad hoc formats of scorched earth,
Ad implications of it girls virgin birth.

whispers of the automated angels of commerce,
Babbling's of god like gizmos that hold the ransom,
And the beautiful price to the tyranny of the dollar,
A mean and bloody king but he's and handsome,
Whats doing won't be until now happens fifteen minutes ago,
But the sound bite of the hot blonde have us buying the whole half truth,
This touches us more deeply than we touch ourselves,
A whole world in the pursuit of misspent youth.

in the age of everything,
Captured by the time offering,
Amused to the of confusion,
by the be real illusion,
Tagged by the public invasion,
by the multinational abrasion,
A time to live and have it all,
A fate than taxes if we juke the fall.