Luyện nghe bài hát British Air Rage

Tell me your psalms and Ill tell you
preachers, slippery road to Wales
Boat with no sail, sendin' off the rails
An angel's on your tail and too dark

Brutality, impartiality is now a
Oppression, suppression is occupation
Tolerance, boast they have got
We are aware they not

us it would be total destruction
Green says you be fed
Gold is holding an eternal glow
Red is gonna run like Jordan

now
These words, now

The of man can see
The mind for eye be
Red rolled and
To really know what it

Eyelids back, tears behind my
Feeling bitter, weeping as he
Emotional, trying to stay on the
An angel on harp, too sharp

Babylon has no
Only and confusion
Rasta going to cramp them and them
for the situation