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 pierced
But I got my ears pierced and look how I turned out

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

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

Getting the laptop fixed by a
Doesn't make me a and stamping harder
On FX pedal, won't make you feel any better any more
Oh, you said gotta bite the hand that feeds
But I was sucking seductively on the fingertips of a servant

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

And I never cared Ian MacKaye
Calvin Johnson meant anything to me
But the International Underground
Will us all

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

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