Luyện nghe bài hát Weeds Ii

This is the true story of the weeds, the of the species
A story of cultivation, exploitation,
Found on wasteland unnoticed, unofficial, accidental
A cutting was taken but do not thrive under hothouse

Conditions and wilt in competition with more exotic strains
A naivety, very short flowering season
No sooner has the first blooming begun than decay in
Bring your camera, take photo of on the margins

Offer money in exchange for sex and get a taxi home
The has always been the same
A source of wonder due to their to thrive on poor quality soil
Offering very little nourishment, 'Nourishment'

But must be kept under strict control
Or they will destroy everything in path
Growing wild, then in their prime
And passed around at dinner parties, for some weed?

So natural, so wild, so
And someone's make a fortune one day
If only they can this stuff right
on, do your dance
Come on, do your funny dance

Germination, plantation, exploitation,
A buzz, zzz
Crop rotation. modification
The of expectation, ultimate frustration
This is the story of the weeds, the of the species