Luyện nghe bài hát Garbage Canyons

We're the loosers, We see you're
the tools for our own coloured fate
No one knows our place
Justice, us your grace! Show your face!

But the war slaves of the drive us from land to land
to the garbage canyons, to the eternal
And we like puppets on our boneless dogs, helpless,
into the canyons

"Antisocial" that's only slang
political on their stamps
Roast our sharp! Bon appetite!
Swallow our to vomit it!

And the forces of the lords drive us from land to
to the garbage canyons, to the damned
Yes we ride, puppets on our boneless dogs, helpless,
into the ghetto

Life injurance saves your plan,
saves your future in a chair gang,
but you laugh this warning.
You wanna drift there where you
to the suicide angels, if your fate is turning
Suicide angels, you want never fall down, from the sky
That's illusion, you can fall,
you are living in the devil's reich