Luyện nghe bài hát The Age of Everything

All you have to do is touch it you won't a thing,
Mass media goddess the be all all weather beauty,
The ruthless means of the calculated ends of emptiness,
Some brain bureaucrat following his dead end duty,
But the only light on is the applause light,
Its a rerun tragedy but the track is hilarious,
It came broken by but anyway the new model is faster,
Turn into nothing with a nice ass make it vicarious.

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

The byte made scripted agencies of our cyber selves,
She is an encrypted device of which we can't the code,
Everywhere the anything at once put tomorrow's 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 couldn't follow this Warhol of fame,
It's nothing you can't live but you need 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,
cancers and streaming revivals,
Sonic censor show survivals,
New age old identity thief,
Blue ray spec and 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 gizmos that hold the future ransom,
And the beautiful paid to the tyranny of the dollar,
A mean and king but he's photoshoped and handsome,
Whats doing won't be done until now fifteen minutes ago,
But the sound bite of the hot blonde will us buying the whole half truth,
This touches us deeply than when 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,
Abused by the be illusion,
Tagged by the ad-bots invasion,
by the multinational abrasion,
A time to live and have it all,
A fate worse than if we juke the fall.