Luyện nghe bài hát Underbite

So how you fuckin' tonight?
(insert name here) from unimportant,
and I'm about to mimic some image of a rock and roll singer I have lock and key.
Without the hint of irony
that I'm flashing my whites to sustain my mediocrity.
So is everyone having a time tonight?
Good, I'm glad (I couldn't care less).
You are the best crowd that we've ever seen,
seen these old dead eyes.
Blind to the stage or my own lies.

So hey ho, let's go. start this contemptible "rock" show.
Blinding lights to hide the hand up our ass in this show.
Two sewn on eyes, repurposed and new,
from an aging suit for a sense of déjà vu.
Thumb underbite. I my fucking thumb,
and hope you catch a thread, and slowly undone.

An illusion seldom spoken. An understanding you and I
that the ground that you stand on is less than mine.
An to a broken home,
left on the street and to the bone.
So hey, we still feeling
Now you our complex relationship, consumer/consumed.
You're just some kid and I'm a megalomaniac.

Shedding for an honest creation.
Placing in the stocks on the strap.
You're disgracing your effort by conforming to
of music to fill in the gaps,
and bullshit.
It's bullshit. Be honest, this can't be you wanted,
if what you write about anything to you.
Rather pure vanity, people might connect with sincerity.
Don't pray the next generation learns from our mistakes.
Let's not repackage the old performance.
Original content is so much rewarding.
Let's not the same old performance.
content is so much more rewarding.
I know it might be quite cliché,
but if all the world is in a stage,
then stage, this here goddamn stage
might be all the world.