Luyện nghe bài hát Dip a Sail

Your boat is called
Dip a
Those who regulate the
their tail, bite their tail
Maps are lost in hurricane of
Your are frazzled, still you navigate
With your crew oppressed

Pour some wine into throat
Stuff your guts a more
While avarice accumulates
The poor multiply

ship is called Capitalism
Anchor
It runs for life on the wind
Of
Defective compass to your purpose
But soon as of sailors dries
You'll hit the bottom and go

Pour some wine into throat
Stuff your a little more
While your avarice
The poor multiply

Make these never row
Dip a
Strike the masts, end the
To the

these oars never row
Dip a
the masts, end the boat
To the