Luyện nghe bài hát The Conspiracy Song

Please let me you
They own our homes, they own our
We take out to buy them tanks
own our children, they own our pets
The Elvis and Bernhard Goetz
They own our rugs and our pots
There nothin' they haven't got
They own the papers and the
The works, record companies

Let me you
own the talk shows
They make the
own Geraldo and Donahue
They own the state, they own the
They pick the on Star Search
own the Christians, they own the Jews
own the Moslems, Mormons, too
They put the holes in our
They put snake in my mail box

the halls of Montezuma, to the shores of Tripoli
We are all of the conspiracy
From the littlest baby to the V.I.P.
We are all tools of the

Run to the window, they're to get you
in the basement, they're coming to get you
Flee to the rooftop, they're to get you
go outside, no don't let them get you

Someone should you,
own the CIA and the IRS
They tell us to shop and how to dress
They own the workers, own the boss
They know what's in the secret
own the drugs, they own the narcs
We all know they own Clark
They own it all, own everything
They write the songs that make the world sing