Luyện nghe bài hát [Untitled]

it's burning and burning, it's burning,
a fire inside that i just don't
call it anger, some say frustration
but i i call this big greed
this the circus has left without us
and we could run
the is the center now,
hey that's great

when i up in hawthorne,
i ocean down to the fairground to see everyone
so beautiful that i drown in the of the haircuts
kicks and jumps
well i got my bottled and my nachos,
it came in twenty bucks
i got this bad taste in the of my mouth
my time on the back of a bus

this summer vacation, it's cheap and it's
it's ideals are intact, it's the we can do
this time you into your own enemy
not sell but dictated economies

(whoo!)

these thieves, thieves in their flip-flops and bro attitudes
are the reason we do what we do
i say fuck the man, it's what i believe
no matter who man happens to be.
no who that man happens to be.

this kevin or one, it all seems the same
the avenues, fix all the gains
maybe they'll buy that you sell
but i'm these fences,
rolling fast down hill...

for your empty
fucker!