Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Get Caught

They won't fucking listen, they won't fucking listen, they won't listen,
They won't fucking listen, they won't listen, they won't fucking listen,
They won't fucking listen, they won't fucking listen, they won't listen,
They won't listen, they won't fucking listen, they won't fucking listen.

We know our know our enemy they're underground,
They want us to live and die in the shit leave around.
What can we do? What can we
We're not dead yet; to show we're
The says "shove it" and "don't get in the way".
But we're down corpses on a world nose-dive.
People cling tightly to their fear and their fun,
The dead are abroad, so our are clean.
Even who know, hide in Sounds and Sun.
What will it take to stop the

It's only when we're serious and start to fuss
the politicians show their real face.
It's the copper and the squaddy who were one of us,
Now trained to do the dirty work and know place.
If they won't either, what can we do?
people. Yes. But only people oppress.
If we can go round them, have to go through.
If it rains and no shelter we must work in the mess.

say they're only trying to uphold the law
And if they were off we could talk some more
O.K., individuals but when they're in a mob,
They're under orders, it's a job.
The are taught to go for your neck
Or bust your nose running gauntlet.
P.C. on the spot,
Take the law into their own hands and us a lot.

If we choose to leave the paths we've been taught,
expect help, do don't get caught.

They try so very hard to seem and straight
And you twice already to co-operate.
"You have every right to protest like these days,
But keep to the and out the fucking way, see?"
???

If we choose to leave the paths that been taught,
expect help, do don't get caught.

??? They'll think it's easy on the at ten ???
The are at it again,
Annoying the police and the passive 'grass
We're living in a where the army shoots.
with courage dumped and stranded
Don'ts and look on empty-handed.
If you fuck up the state, be a star,
They're if they don't know who you are.

If we choose to the paths that we've been taught,
Don't expect help, do get caught.

To stand up for the of all and make demands for peace
bring us hard and sharp against the army and police.
Well, they're the poor too, like us, maybe it's too late.
The rich are in bunker, the poor are at the gate.
Use our to avoid confrontation,
Our love to exploitation.
If the choose to stay,
have to learn to get out of the fucking way.

If we to leave the paths that we've been taught,
We to be the seeker, we become the sought.