Luyện nghe bài hát Upright Citizen

You have this life, for? Tell me
it on shit, your ignorance appals me
You serve me your morals, for a fiver
Upright citizen, Penthouse
You won't the word, but you'll beat up the wife
In ignorant, arrogant, terminal life
You have life, you deprive me of mine
With twisted, imbalanced idea of sin
That revolves around money; how much are you for?
A tenner, a fiver, is that what caught for?
I'm of your pride, you think you can rule me
With judgement from your respectable majority
Majority of what? You self idiot
I'm not going to you, I'm no compatriot
How times do I excuse and forgive
The damage inflicted by the way that you
I hold my vision against your
Your final defence, your possession
I'll show you the blood, but you'll still the gun
If the money's enough, or can you show a man?
To your wife, desperate whore
loving, mothering, stifling bore
You have life, you twist and abuse it
and money and media controls it
Can't you see the dead children, in the street?
Every fist that you raise is a corpse at your
Every time you are bought, I don't the amount
You are the rapist, dealing in death
And you do with mercenary morals, you shit
Oh, you've been told dignity down in the pit
working man, honourable wife?
A waste of energy and an to life