Luyện nghe bài hát The International Tweexcore Underground

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

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

And I cared about Henry Rollins
Amelia Fletcher never anything to me
But the International Underground
save us all

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

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

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

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

And I never about whatever
Sarah never meant anything to me
But the International Tweexcore
save us all