Luyện nghe bài hát Clerkenwell Polka

I request the best of our minds
Be impressed to repent of crimes
For the is there all for to see
What can be in defense of man's tyranny?

To declare too content of the
to conform to the norm is what you do
If you live wracked in and in shame
The only you'll find is that hard road, my friend

I to defer to the sound
Of when it's meant by the crowd
If in is how you see it end
The only road you'll walk is hard road, my friend

And the papers they were printing they did
In Clerkenwell there presses turning
And the emigrates boarded ships and sailed
They could not fail to bring passions

Why that the lie that is sent
Makes you live work and die for some
If you're happy then to it up to them
The only you'll know is that hard road, my friend

We resent the of the few
Who do conspire to what's our due
If you know your rights and defend
The only road go is that hard road, my friend

If you fall and you towards debt
And the sum it is than what was lent
If you can't your eyes on the change
The only road walk is that bloody road, my friend