Luyện nghe bài hát African

Through the eyes of a
no wrong or right
No reason to
No for a fight
No color, no
No malice, no
Till the child a man
up your freedom
Hand back your
Then your color now
You're not white
And there'll be a piece of the action
Now you're an

beliefs and swallow your pain
You're just a now
And your name
And you'll get a piece of the action
Now a working man

African, Asian, it's all the
Brown, black,
It's all the
labor, working class
What's in a
Far left, far right,
power they crave

The politics of
The of shame
The abuse of human rights
Of and of pain
Are only of the action
When an African

The politics of more
The politics of
The cold of poverty
To keep labor cheap
Are only of the action
When you're a man

African, Asian, it's all the
Brown, black,
It's all the
Slave labor, class
in a name?
Far left, far right,
Far left, far right,
Far left, far right,
It's they crave

The politics of arms
When there's no to eat
The politics of digging
Instead of planting
The leader with his private golf
And his flashy
Sits playing with his diamond wrist
the people starve

The of shooting down
A plane brings relief
By fat men playing games
got enough to eat
The politics of racial
The of war
The men who the guns have fun
While we all count the

One, two, three,
Thousands,
People dying to keep
Them in the

Through the of a man
wrong and there's right
A to hate
There's need for a
There's color, there's
There's malice, there's
When the becomes a man