Luyện nghe bài hát A Gospel

Handed down from to sons
Was the hatred of and the love of guns
A of peace but not in our time
To save our and stop 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 day seers
Clouding an issue that was never clear

Sent through the of boy to man
The living testament of making a
Killing the wicked then raising the
Eating and shit spoon fed

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

Handed down God with love
Was the whole wide and some above
But not to share the land
was shown the winning hand

And whose greed was the strongest of all
Took themselves to lead the call
That some must work other rest
the question of what is best
The leaders, the losers and the
Pass the rifle butt that tyranny

on over to the chosen few

Was the of freedom with a breadline queue
Ghetto's, and eating it too
Forcing it all down with a cola
The first and the hunt for reds

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

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

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

Into the womb of an one