Luyện nghe bài hát The International Tweexcore Underground

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

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

And I never cared about Rollins
Fletcher never meant anything to me
But the International Tweexcore
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 that feeds
But I was sucking seductively on the fingertips of a servant

Said, how you gonna the state down
you're propping it up?
With radio
And skimmed milk and bows
Just 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 fucking
And though you say my friend
not, you're one of them

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