Luyện nghe bài hát Clerkenwell Polka

I that the best of our minds
Be impressed to repent of their
For the is there all for to see
What can be said in defense of tyranny?

To too content of the view
That to conform to the is what you do
If you live wracked in anger and in
The road you'll find is that hard road, my friend

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

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

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

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

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