Luyện nghe bài hát Down And Out

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

So me
Who's job is it to these few people?
Back to self-sufficiency and
I my head it puts chills in my heart
If I give you some change to clear my
Would I played my part?
There's a man who has a
But seems to make it
'Cause everytime he gets some, someone to take it.

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

That might be true but only half the story so
Kick back while we you his story.

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

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

Sharing and caring is he needs now
Some for his marals, some help for his ego.
So he can go to the top where 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 my head it puts chills in my heart
If I give you some change to my mind
I have played my part?

Cold and lonely
Broken and
Homeless and hated

Only remembered on the
And down, down and out.