Luyện nghe bài hát This In Not A Song, It's An Outburst: Or, The Establishment Blues

The mayor the crime rate
council woman
Public irate but forget the vote date
Weatherman complaining, predicted sun, it's
Everyone's protesting, boyfriend suggesting
you're not like all of the

Garbage ain't collected, ain't protected
Politicians using, people abusing
The mafia's getting bigger, pollution in the river
And you tell me that this is it's at

up this morning with an ache in my head
I splashed on my clothes as I out of bed
I opened the window to to the news
But all I was the Establishment's Blues.

Gun sales are soaring, housewives find boring
the only answer smoking causes cancer
This system's gonna fall soon, to an young tune
And that's a concrete cold

The pope population, freedom from taxation
Teeny Bops are uptight, at a stoplight
Miniskirt is flirting I can't stop so I'm
sells her hopeless chest

Adultery plays the kitchen, cops non-fiction
The little man gets shafted, sons and monies
Living by a time piece, new war in the Far
Can you pass the test?

a hassle it's an educated guess.
Well, frankly I care less.