Luyện nghe bài hát Airplane Mode

Cowboys in a spaceship, the crowd noise is
take pics so they can seem naked
Guys tell jokes so they can see 'em
Church ladies vote what they perceive

Proposition hatred, in riverbeds
Billion dollars spilled to fill esophagus with
Philosophers plot to maul nations out of and awe
Generation of ideas, children who talk at all

Profits
Chalk on
Years spent on prison
Next to die, living
His twelve peers didn't their privilege well

raised through the glass
Bullets at the border, war games take a
Coordinate who can pass a paper bag
Minutes on an porn page, fornicate make her gag

What's the damage for the tagged by the amateur?
Water blast erase the of the canisters
path took the stairways left the banister
Washed over premises, turned up
Lost under sludge, lots of revised
Defense budgets padded by and sandwiches

Drag this baggage, hold this
Cope the best that we can
Want solutions, need new
Cry our beauty the ashes

Drag this baggage, hold this
Cope the best that we can
Want solutions, new standards
Cry our from the ashes

To do list, away mail, go buy envelopes
Who's this
Every a resource, to be sure it's integral
The rebirth from to minerals

The ward's filthy, search for another in town
Nobody else home, can't carry their same
But I guilty like the flight went down
And my cellphone wasn't on mode

Soy-based newsprint, market food stamps
Poison in the Pete moss, beat box
B-boys in detox, cardboard
lobbyists' floor debating 'Star Wars'

Yeast and fungi, spring-tails ants and
Sawdust yellow-cake, organics
Bokashi, EM-inoculated, wheat
Toxic broken down under coffee ground

Ancient carcasses in the sphagnum lost and
cartridges from a magnum tossed into
Agricultural lime rock-flour and seaweed
Bio-remediate molecules

Drag baggage, hold this damage
Cope the best we can manage
Want solutions, new standards
Cry our from the ashes

Drag this baggage, hold this
the best that we can manage
Want solutions, new standards
Cry our beauty the ashes

to eggshells, wood-chips to whiskers
Anything we can up, we can fix up
Sword to plowshare, soiled from the trash
Detroit Red into El-Hajj Malik

Oil drum to steel pan, to Gramsci
from the concrete
Reverse the flows of the Ponzi
to a conscious beat, hip-hop is a compost heap

Gangsters to gardeners, rivals partners
Fanatics to reformers, felons into
Inmates to fathers of inner scholars
Pop-tarts to salad, into college

into restaurants, centerfold models to artists
Police abuse to
Street sergeants into departments
Thousand dollar bill to for all markets

Back-lots to blacktops and cash for have nots
Metal into scrap shops, for the cast-offs
Cracks-pots into earth-ships for astronauts
Reservation into reservoir of

We used to know, use the
landfill to future home
Pacifist guerrillas to bazooka
Black hawks to attics, to super-dome
on computer phones
So the not

Drag this baggage, this damage
the best that we can manage
Want solutions, new standards
Cry our beauty the ashes

this baggage, hold this damage
Cope the that we can manage
Want solutions, new standards
Cry our from the ashes