Luyện nghe bài hát Decoy

well i thought arrived at a tract in our history
where we'd every endeavor we could fight
yet i shuddered grim preconception
as the cannonade erupted light
and my ocular lay dehiscent
it seemed i could not look away
and every god fearing son was a
and victory elusive
just one bomb
oh yeah one bomb

and say that customs will reconcile people
to any atrocity - (George Shaw)
from dachau to to baghdad
sea to shining sea

and they say that when crosses our borders
it'll be wrapped up in a
red, white, and blue
and our rectors they say explain it away
as the ravings of a few

well i to visit a slaughterhouse
where cessation's rose to the sky
and propitious creatures await a most virulent
which their pacific belies
it was a place i don't to return to
whose compassion would not recognize
where slaughter is
and covers it's eyes

it's eyes

my 'tis of thee
sweet land of
of thee i sing of i sing

i want to be a patriot
if being a patriot means being you