Luyện nghe bài hát Angry Young Man

There's a in the world for the angry young man
With his class ties and his radical plans
He refuses to bend, he refuses to
and he's always at home his back to the wall.
He's proud of the and the battles he's lost
He struggles and as he hangs on the cross
And he likes to be as the angry young man.

Give a or two to the angry young man
his foot in his mouth and his heart in his hand
He's been stabbed in the back, he's been
a comfort to know his intentions are good
He in a room with a lock on the door
with his and his medals laid out of the floor
And he likes to be known as the angry man.

I believe I've passed the age of and righteous rage,
I've found that just surviving was a fight
I once believed in causes too, had my pointless of view
Life on no matter who was wrong or right.

And there's always a place for the angry man
With his in the air and his head in the sand
He's never been to learn from mistakes
He can't why his heart always breaks
His honor is pure, and his as well
he's fair and he's true, and he's boring as
And he'll go to his grave as an old man.

There's a place in the world for the young man
With his class ties and his radical plans
He refuses to bend, he to crawl
and he's at home with his back to the wall.
He's proud of the scars and the battles lost
He struggles and as he hangs on the cross
And he likes to be known as the angry man