Luyện nghe bài hát Down And Out

On and in alleyways
I see these passed out
At any of the day
Crashed out in a bed of
Empty bottle cradled in arms.

So me
Who's job is it to tend few people?
to self-sufficiency and respect
I turn my head it puts in my heart
If I give you some change to my mind
Would I played my part?
There's a man who has a
But never to make it
everytime he gets some, someone tries to take it.

A second at life, no one will give him
In an wat is where he's livin'
You see him there you walk by and smirking
to yourself it's only his fault, he ain't working.

That might be true but it's half the story so
Kick back we tell you his story.

He came back from the war a
The only thing he to do was kill and shoot a gun.
That comes in when you're fighting a war
But when you came back to society you much more.
So all he had was in his mind
No job skills so a job he find.
The thing he had was memories
Of his being killed and crying and dying babies.

So he grabbled for an escape
From all the torment that the war had made.
Now calling him a bum 'cause he can't get none
you're sitting at home not willing to get some.

Sharing and caring is what he now
support for his marals, some help for his ego.
So he can go to the top every man can
And all he really needs is a hand.

So me
Who's job is it to tend few people?
Back to self-sufficiency and
I turn my head it puts chills in my
If I give you some to clear my mind
I have played my part?

Cold dark and
Broken and
Homeless hungry and

Only remembered on the
And they're down, and out.