Luyện nghe bài hát A Gospel

Handed from fathers to sons
Was the hatred of weakness and the of guns
A talk of peace but not in our
To save our souls and the crime

and upwards but going nowhere
So how now truthfully swear
they do no evil, see no wrong
The ad-mass agents, the writers of
The bankers, the poets, the day seers
Clouding an issue was never quite clear

Sent the ages of boy to man
The testament of making a stand
Killing the then raising the dead
Eating and shit spoon fed

for wisdom, but thick all the same
So how many innocents now can
That they play fire and get burnt
And the same mistakes never get learnt
Hoping for a it will fall to place
Faith show as our saving grace

down from God with love
Was the whole wide world and above
But not to share the land
Greed was the winning hand

And those whose greed was the of all
Took upon to lead the call
That some must while other rest
Without the of what is best
The leaders, the and the kings
the rifle butt that tyranny brings

Passed on over to the few

Was the of freedom with a breadline queue
Ghetto's, gateaux and it too
Forcing it all down with a brew
The first amendment and the for reds

A conscious contradiction with said
That they see no evil with eyes tight
A cocaine culture offers no fight
Dragged from birth, to death
The excuse is just being yourself

us down before it's too late
The strength and wisdom to our state
by evil and all it will bring
I can't for the day they do the lamppost swing

And no mercy they be shown
For you cannot with the devil's own
They say, hear no evil, hands clasped tight
To out the victims' screams of ol' Uncle Sam fights
He sweats and he as his boney frame comes

Into the womb of an one