Luyện nghe bài hát Did He Jump/Unfree Child/Mommy's Gone

Who was on the window ledge?
Did he or was he pushed?
He left a note which no one
In desperate hand the note said:
"Never turn my back on
Society turn is on me.
Never once to drop out,
I couldn't get in from the start."

The children all clever games
The grown-ups gave them clever
Turned them all from very
On to the competition
Feed T.V. everyday
Teach them just how they play
For the ones that to stray
Cut them off till obey

Our friend was not the type
To to have to stand and fight
Bully boys all pick
Upon the little kid
The grown ups all looked hard and
"He's got two feet he can stand on"
We like the sickly ones
The boisterous ones are much fun

He found it to socialize
Cause he laughed or want he cried
In the place he'd be chastised
An to be despised
Never learnt to the game the way
That supposed to play
learnt the things to say
Or lock safe away

Who was that on the ledge?
Did he or was he pushed?
He a note which no one read
In desperate hand the note just
"Never turn my back on
Society is back on me.
All the world can not be
It must be me I belong."
"All the world can not be
It be me I don't belong"
"All the world can not be
It must be me I belong"
"All the can not be wrong
It must be me I belong"
"All the can not be wrong
It must be me I belong"

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The child is full of woe
Into the unfree adult he will
Have unfree of is own
On and on and so it

Take your from off your genitals
Eat those greens and grow up
piss yourself it's very naughty
Stephen, Stephen don't you
Don't now we are talking
Not a word less you
There's people
embarrass us
And never let us catch you

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When I was a baby my told me
If I was a bad boy daddy would me
When I was a my mummy lectured
If I was a good boy I would be

Mummy, daddy, more would you expected
In eyes I'm not to be respected
Take you on but I'm one reflection
Of the values that you hold and the way you see

My mummy's
To a place I can't go
A place that's cloaked in thy
Of identity
Supermarkets and pike suits
My mummy's
My mummy's

When I was a little girl my mummy me
Had to make an effort to make pretty
Got to get a husband, got to a baby
Got to be a credit to the of the family

Mummy, daddy, more would you expected
In your I'm not to be respected
Take you on but I'm just one
Of the values that you and the way you see them

My mummy's
To a where I can't go
A place cloaked in thy mystery
Of corporate
Supermarkets and three suits
My mummy's
My gone

Now I'm older, I know that you scared me
But I don't hold it against you, though it damage me
I know a victim just just like me
You can feel the pressure just just me

Mummy, daddy, what would you expected
In your eyes I'm not to be
you on but I'm just one reflection
Of the values that you and the way you see them

My gone
To a place I can't go
A place cloaked in thy mystery
Of identity
Supermarkets and pike suits
My mummy's
My gone