Luyện nghe bài hát The International Tweexcore Underground

I bet you pounds if you knew ten years ago
How pretty you'd turn out
You'd never gotten your ears pierced
But I never got my ears and look how I turned out

And the last time that you listening to music
And reading fiction at the same
You never the chapter but you finished
The song with chin on your knees, like you belong

And I never about Henry Rollins
Amelia never meant anything to me
But the Tweexcore Underground
save us all

Getting the laptop by a professional
Doesn't make me a pawn and harder
On your FX pedal, won't make you any better any more
Oh, you said we've gotta the hand that feeds
But I was seductively on the fingertips of a civil servant

Said, how you bring the state down
you're propping it up?
With radio
And skimmed milk and bows
'cause you're scared to be alone

And I never cared about Ian
Calvin Johnson never meant to me
But the International Underground
save us all

Ooh, this city is run by pigs
And though you say you're my
not, you're one of them

And I never about whatever
Sarah Records never meant to me
But the International Underground
Will us all