Luyện nghe bài hát Do You Know Where Their Childern Are?

Do you know where children are?...Do you care?
They're withering away on plains
flesh in withering pain
sickle skelatons who sleep in
covered in and fucking shit
do you
quarantined by barbed wire fence
filled disease and massive stench
there is no shelter they on stone
they eachother turn to bone
do you
retarted zombies in huddled mass
left to rot fucking trash
attention as bodies mount
too many victims to count...
do you
they're withering away on plains
rotting flesh in withering
sickly skelatons who in piss
no human beings should have to live this
yet you know their children are,
you see the pain and the suffering from your lavishly furnished materialistic
you cry crocodile tears for the wretched children
that the two-minute time slot between your favorite sitcoms
that seem to make everything
who should you care, all, tehy're not your children...for now!