Luyện nghe bài hát British Air Rage

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

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

Without us it would be total
Green says you be fed
Gold is an internal eternal glow
Red is gonna run river 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, behind my eyes
bitter, weeping as he wails
Emotional, trying to on the rails
An angel on harp, too sharp

has no productions
Only and confusion
Rasta going to them and paralyze them
Devils for the