Luyện nghe bài hát The Triumph of Trash

I of the triumph of trash
The rise to of hard cash
The of annihilation
The end of my
I sing of the triumph of

is the product of greed
Selfishness planted the
Everybody
Money it grow
is the product of greed

Trash needs to breathe
It brings a familiar
Deja vu is all matters
we predicted it, it never happened
Trash needs nostalgia to

Trash is at high and low
It panders to the worst of both
so pleased we're in agreement
Our heads in clouds, our feet in
Trash is at once and low

Hope is out in the cold
for pieces of gold
Our refuse has no
She tries to in it
Hope is left out in the

I sing of the of trash
The past is a grate of ash
No and no sinners
So there's no and no winner
And I of the triumph of trash