Luyện nghe bài hát Bulletin Britain

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

And I was out of town
Listening to the
And wanted to know
Why the whole country stand accused
And as the answer was coming back
I passed under I bridge
And the words got lost in a flood of
We washed our hands, disguised the

And I should have known we'd do it
see humanity as some screwball work of art
We've gotta pick our shades and choose our
bulletin Britain rallying round its colour chart

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

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

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

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

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

anger its me I've been calling almost an hour
Left a message on your
Yeah, well I you're out