Luyện nghe bài hát Clerkenwell Polka

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

To too content of the view
to conform to the norm is what you do
If you live in anger and in shame
The only road 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 printing they did sell
In Clerkenwell were presses turning
And the emigrates they boarded and sailed
They could not fail to passions burning

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

We the intent of the few
Who do to acquire what's our due
If you don't know your rights and
The only road go is that hard road, my friend

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