Luyện nghe bài hát A Broken Promised Land

See the red "messiah" high upon a pulpit
Agitating his with the gospels in his hand
While hitlers gather down in inner city subways
To immortalise their ignorance aerosol spray cans.
is the lesson - History our tutor
Learn from the - preserve us a future.
So many causes I could die for - but I know which is right
In millenia of martyrs and injustices to fight
Why must kill his brother - when united they should stand?
Men by and words divided in our broken promised land.
These tattered standards fly - their colours do not run
Unlike our tears that down the decades soon to come.
You promised us a "Golden Age" - we wait to try it
But never told us of the blood we'd have to to buy it!

We are brought with nothing we struggle for nothing
And then nothing return.
Though their words have no meaning - to question "Treason!"
Look back - watch the pages of history
Our Devil has two (both left wing and right)
They carry him far on this flight
the fools of all nations now at his commmand
Bring darkness to once (now unpleasant) lands.
The voices on TV are like whispers in a dream
Someone else's in a place you've never been
But the streets run red round Tianneman Square - and the blood won't away
You don't recognise faces - so young and dead they stay.
You've never had to to the barrel of a gun
So how you expect... (expect what was to come?)
In the troubled streets of Moscow - and in in Moss Side
are people using silver tongues to turn dissenting worms
How can the dissatisfaction of some or right wing faction
to justify the bombs that burst - the innocents that burn.
We move in circles as we fan the fires of hate
And laugh as the 'Four Horsemen' at the starter's gate.
CHORUS
us a future.