Luyện nghe bài hát Bulletin Britain

Hello anger its me I've been calling almost an
I left a message on machine
Yeah, I guess you're out
Heard a black guy got 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 somebody to know
Why the whole country stand accused
And just as the was coming back
I under I railway bridge
And the got lost in a flood of static
We our hands, disguised the bruise

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

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

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

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

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

Hello anger its me I've calling almost an hour
Left a on your machine
Yeah, I guess you're out