Luyện nghe bài hát The International Tweexcore Underground

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

And the last time that you listening to music
And reading at the same time
You finished the chapter but you finished
The song your chin on your knees, like you belong

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

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

Said, how you bring the state down
When you're it up?
With radio
And skimmed and soppy bows
Just 'cause you're scared to be

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

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

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