Luyện nghe bài hát Be Young You

The tongues of some men are made of
The tongues of men are made of oil
But the keeper of men never rolled
Their tongues for anybody's free but his own
Now the tongues are thirsty for black gold.

But the old men are to bed
be sleeping through the future
And the children red fire
They got to move away the old rusty beds.

Now the tongue, the tongue of a
That should be - with dancing legs
Like a wheel for the weak and sad man
Some tongues of man are made of
And eyes will listen.