Luyện nghe bài hát The Age of Information

This is a public announcement

Ladies and gentlemen, we are now
The age of
It's safe
If we all take a few basic
May I make some

1 for the world we've begun:

Your reputation to depend on
What you
Now it depends on what you

The age of mandarins who creep on heels of tact is dead:
We are all players now in the great of fact instead
So since you can't keep your cards to your
I'd suggest you think a few moves
As one does when a game of chess

Axiom 2 to the world new:

Paranoia's simply a word for things as they are
Act as you wish to be to act
Or for some other star

Somebody is prying through your files,
hand is in your tin of Netscape magic cookies
But relax: if an interesting person
good in your acts
You have nothing to fear from

3 for transparency:

In the age of information the only way to hide
Is interpretations, there is no way to stop the free exchange
Of idle

In the days before communication privacy staying at home
Sitting in the dark with the curtains shut whether to answer the phone
But these are different times, now the line
Is that should prepare to be known
Most of your friends still like you fine

X to Y what A said to B
B an E-mail and sent it to me
I showed C and C to A:
Flaming world war

Cut, paste, forward,
CC, go the flow
Our ambition be to love what we finally know
Or, if it unloveable, simply to go

Axiom 4 for this world I

Our loyalties should in view
According to what we
And who we are to

Once I was loyal to you, and prepared to be against
Now I am to information, maybe I'm disloyal to you
My loyalty becomes more complex and cubist with every new I learn
It depends who I'm to
And who they speak to in

Axiom 5 for workers who wish to stay alive:

Supply, withhold, the information requested
total disregard for interests
Personal and

whispers was an analogue game
Where the signal degraded between and brain
Digital whispers is the same in
The word we spread gets better, not
Better, not

X said to Y A said to B
B an E-mail and sent it to me
I C and C wrote to A:
Flaming world war

Cut, paste, forward,
CC, go with the
Our ambition should be to what we finally know
Or, if it unloveable, simply to go