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

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