Luyện nghe bài hát Business as Usual

The pink crucifix with the ivory Jesus I
The man with the blood on his hands, as I ran the river
Kissing my cousin, before took her to the graveyard
Trembling at night from the violence I heard my bedroom

are my memories
These are my
home

Called up at school, for my hand there to say, Present
Running the gauntlet outside the Club at dawn
and me, without a spare string between us
Catching the bus halfway through, I'm so glad

These are my
are my memories
Coming

Philip and me and the brush ridin' 'round in a
The Bailey, the Strangely's, the smoke and the and the acid
I lost my to a Tipperary woman
A heart that was but it wasn't the first or the last time

These are my
are my memories
Coming

the wings of the man they called Green, I found freedom
Three children, one wife, a twist of the knife and a
Divorce, separation, some of salvation came lately
So many have gone but I it's just business as usual

These are my
These are my
These are my
These are my

are my memories
These are my
home

These memories keep coming
Those memories coming back
All years ago
All those ago

These are my
are my memories
These are my