Luyện nghe bài hát The International Tweexcore Underground

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I never cared about
Records never meant anything to me
But the International Underground
save us all