Luyện nghe bài hát Bulletin Britain

Hello anger its me I've been calling almost an
I a message on your machine
Yeah, well I you're out
Heard a black guy got killed
Struck by and dead by one
We all bleed red we
No matter what side of we're from
from

And I was out of town
to the radio
And wanted to know
Why does the whole stand accused
And just as the answer was coming
I passed under I railway
And the words got lost in a of static
We washed our hands, disguised the

And I have known we'd never do it
Never see humanity as some work of art
We've gotta pick our shades and our pigments
That's bulletin rallying round its colour chart

We've hanging on each news report shaking our heads and loading blanks
It's been slowly gaining interest in the public banks
So that if we just close our then we may all be absolved
Don't talk to us about blame, in fact don't talk at all; problem solved

And I should have known we'd do it
Never see humanity as some work of art
We've gotta pick our shades and choose our
That's bulletin Britain rallying round its chart

And they're coming to the door spilling names and what they've
And she's muttering her 'thank even as the deadbolt turned

I should known we'd never do it
Never see humanity as some work of art
gotta pick our shades and choose our pigments
That's Britain rallying round its colour chart

We our borders, our specifics
We've got each on a population graph
Branding the them and us with hieroglyphics
And that's bulletin Britain rallying round its colour

Hello anger its me I've calling almost an hour
a message on your machine
Yeah, well I guess out