Luyện nghe bài hát American Blood

Johnny can't drink 'cause Johnny ain't one
Yeah, but he's eighteen and he's pretty handy a gun
sent him off to a foreign land
Gave him a new pair of boots and thirteen
And he came back home American blood on his hands

George is a real go getter and he's the show
And he should have known better but his old man him to go
He at home with his feet on his desk
the boys got their's in the sand
A million miles away with American on their hands

Johnny can't walk but the medic says he's to fly
And the newspaper tell us he's a and a hell of a guy
They sent him up to Washington for a photo op a smoking gun
got a purple heart and American blood on his hands

Black gold for silver stars, cold hard cash for armored
The brass ain't fightin' but they're sure as hell taking a
And they'll have to live with American blood on hands

And now George stands up on a boat waving the flag
He says the hard part's over and we knew it be so bad
But roadside and six long years were never really part of the plan
What's a couple more with American blood on their hands

Black gold for stars, cold hard cash for armored cars
The brass fightin' but they're sure as hell taking a stand
And they'll have to live with blood on their hands

And now Johnny can all day 'cause he's twenty three
He donated his to the worldwide land of the free
He cries God America but goddamn uncle Sam
While he through the tears with American blood on his hands
While he through the tears with American blood on his hands

Black gold for stars, cold hard cash for armored cars
The brass ain't but they're sure as hell taking a stand
And they'll have to live with blood on their hands