Luyện nghe bài hát Comply/Resist

Circa 1992, Hitchens faxed his through
As Columbus Day
And if permit me the conceit of a posthumous critique
paraphrase

My colorful, exotic
Respectable, spoken
Unlike the rest of
As you know, I'm color-blind and you're a credit to your kind, kind

This talk of resurgence, ceremony, communion with
An natural world
Tell me, where is your gratitude for all we've for you?

paradise

This boundless we've bestowed
your savage, empty lands
Well, of mistakes were made
But as far as human progress
to a slightly higher plane
Of innovation and
For your communities

The that we broke
The lands that we
The settlements put to the
The children we
All for your own good, of

It happens to be the way history has been made
Just don't play with a toy gun or change without signalling
comply, don't resist, 'cause it don't make no difference

Comply? No difference
Comply? You die

The funny you give your kids
The ways you do your hair
The jungle music you blare
We and we sneer
For do not revere
The incessant gadgetry we deploy
To extract and incessantly destroy

You don't worship us
Don't you us? Oh

Resist? You die