Luyện nghe bài hát The Return

Stardate
Warpspeed to the new scenario, where we
Our planet was continuously shrouded in darkness
greed and anarchic conquest
The operation, based ideas and proposals
Involving privateers, serving low to constellation patrol
Just to overthrow and supplies for the side that they ride for
Privateer raids on the core while the whole planet under war conditions
Taking victims
Then a mutiny taking over government in attempts to secure a new republic
What of it?
wide destruction
Constant weapon crushing any production
Of of science
to ease life's difficulty
Every tax dollar went to sweep
Off the street but the law would cheat each
So operations backfire the design
Seems like a in time, back to simpler days
Where technological advances minimal
Whoever survived thrust into dimmer days
portion of the land decimated in a blaze
Law and order

The star of the was entertained but a bit afraid

It's the return, it
zero and automator
It's like clockwork, just like clockwork

As I view a long of sand dunes
And abandoned shacks and crack houses rats out in the clear open
I see a few transients
Grab a frisky critter to for food
Don't what to do, it was out of our hands
Now we gotta pull straws, figure out a
I'm with a posse, a clan
Of ragtag renegades, looking for living
Live ammo, 'cause been on the stage
Cutthroat, corrupt
to much to cope
We see a woman get jumped by young
High off of 9
no life behind
Those black
No
No so
She at they
Or so they think
I leap first seeing opportunity
Ah, socked two or in the mouth
room to speak

The of our posse
and nod (?)
And to beat (?)
The bruisers confused and

Toss in a trash compactor
Now history
The woman was hysterical, in of grief
Yo miss, please down, they all gone now
Literally minced into bits between pieces of leftover Chef Boyardee
Mixed with a couple of booty

It's the return, it
Deltron and automator
It's like clockwork, it's just clockwork

Final Frontier, and pestilence
Vessels incapacitated, left in a burning husk

is government does
Not anyway

The streets have the say
That's not to see
cars than trees
Or more lumps of metal

Nuclear crawls out
And sometimes people, leaving them with no sight
No rights, in broad day
Similar to the fables of the wild west
Or maybe a trial or test
For humans who thought they were superior and more houses of flesh
Highly

beings seeing no way
Going
flows through the alleyways
Little chance for me and my band, go and nail
Because music has no one grimmer than future (?)
nobody use it as well

Cause many quit the craft the pay for it
Became
Then the republic backlashed to outlaw
Music

It was
Neatly
our noses, but a few were still on the quest

To the globe whole, full, and vigilant
No what situations we living in

It's the return, it
Deltron zero and
It's like clockwork, it's like clockwork