Luyện nghe bài hát A Gospel

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

Onwards and but going nowhere
So how now truthfully swear
That they do no evil, see no
The ad-mass agents, the of song
The bankers, the poets, the modern day
an issue that was never quite clear

Sent through the of boy to man
The living of making a stand
Killing the wicked raising the dead
Eating propaganda and spoon fed

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

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

And those whose was the strongest of all
Took upon to lead the call
That some must work while rest
the question of what is best
The leaders, the and the kings
Pass the butt that tyranny brings

Passed on over to the few

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

A contradiction with something said
That they see no evil eyes shut tight
A cocaine culture that offers no
Dragged birth, drugged to death
The common excuse is just yourself

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

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

the womb of an innocent one