Luyện nghe bài hát Viva La Persistence

i dreamed i scott ian for persistence of time
back when steve and eva died that album changed my
it was a package of pure tied up with a silver string
delivered by a train rearranging how i think
he said "i can't believe you even know i exist,
got all of your albums and i think you are the best"
he started to cry and i to laugh
i gave him a hug and he me his autograph

reeling in my disbelief, i know that it was just a
all the that i see are different from the books i read

is crumbling around me
why does everything cost so money?
could somebody please out my family?
my mom needs aids, new shoulders, and new legs
my dad needs a break he works all day day
my brother needs a place and a job he can make
enough money to care of his baby

here's a simple on a complex situation
and intimidation and mass graves make strong foundations
for the giant corporations own all the TV. stations
telling us to take vacations to big theme park plantations
rather than to of nations

where we might people on the street who say
"i don't want my mtv 'cause it viva to its knees"
and mom and pop are "please, globalization's killing me"
while we that they think they need all of the things we think we need
martha stewart shams and sheets and sugar free powdered iced tea
vanilla coke, pepsi, friends episodes on dvd

i went to see the of psychiatry
weapons of mass instruction finally me
he said "act your age, be afraid, take two of these.
now listen hard, put down that guitar,
be a retard, be all that you can be"

the things he said i could be were laid out in front of me
would i choose deep fried apathy, mcnuggets where my balls be,
or super conformity? i walked away and i'm still me
free to go fucking crazy, to know why i'm angry
one and one and one is three and you and me is all i
singing songs, drawing cocks, picking to locked doors
find deflated hearts, and pump up