Luyện nghe bài hát How Much Do You Pay?

No one really understands the experience that lives
That pave an agnostic a place to lay in decay in waste
So most identity paraphernalia to familiarize with smiles neatly
painted on a robotic
But not this man, he played the bucket with his
And got paid but it was change people in his can
years ago he was a lawyer by description
But I guess all of a sudden he resigned from position
But never seen the sky quite as clear as his eyes
As he blistered paint down on the plastic
And in a twisted sort of way it all makes
While they rush to die he the soundtrack so tragic
He on the corner of 7th and 1st
And I was thirsty for a question anyone nurse
One day I asked he why he up his career
He said, "I didn't, I just off the name tag" then he added

Money and die that's the American Way
It don't matter what name you gave the that you play
Make Money and die that's the Way
It don't matter what name you the bucket that you play

So I took in what was said but I didn't it
Well maybe I did I mean I just admit it
I was too committed to the belief that all the hard work from now
improve my existence somehow
So I said, you accomplish nothing sitting in the street
And I'm sure you survive on the pennies you gather
He said, to your surprise I enough to eat
And I accomplish just as as you only I stop pretending my job matters
He looked me in my face and me I was a puppet
And what I do is no more important playing a bucket
I still his voice when I set my alarm before bed
I could wash what he said out of my head, so fuck it, it goes

Make Money and die the American Way
Make and die that's the American Way
Make Money and die that's the Way
It don't matter what name you gave the bucket that you
Money and die that's the American Way
Make Money and die the American Way
Money and die that's the American Way
It don't matter what name you the bucket that you play

See I could myself up in a white coat and say I'm a doctor
Carry a nine by my buckle wear a gold badge and say I'm a copper
I'm just a sloppy lazy crazy carbon copy part of the heart of the
deranged nation that gave me the generation ecstasy water, I forgot
mind wash slaughtered by Austria's offers, caught your calls and
called your forefathers my bosses, it all in the name of gaining enough
to spin, consuming the youth ... amp my
I taught my man playing away on his drum
Something clicked in my brain and I became dumb
I'm working for crumbs
Pretending a meaning
But my employment is just a bucket, I'm beating
And one day, I'll be old and
Looking at my life what a waste of good fire
All because school never me how to be inspired
And the job concerned applying to just wouldn't hire

Make Money and die that's the Way
Money and die that's the American Way
Make and die that's the American Way
It don't matter what name you gave the that you play
Make Money and die the American Way
Make and die that's the American Way
Money and die that's the American Way
But hey, my application, how much do y'all pay