Luyện nghe bài hát The Conspiracy Song

Please let me you
They own our homes, they own our
We take out loans to buy tanks
own our children, they own our pets
The owned Elvis and Bernhard
own our rugs and our flower pots
There ain't they haven't got
own the papers and the TV's
The works, record companies

Let me you
They own the shows
They the rules
They own Geraldo and
own the state, they own the church
They the winners on Star Search
They own the Christians, they own the
own the Moslems, Mormons, too
They put the in our socks
put that snake in my mail box

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

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

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