Luyện nghe bài hát Down And Out

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

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

A chance at life, no one will give him
In an wat is where he's livin'
You see him you walk by laughing and smirking
Thinking to yourself it's only his fault, he working.

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

He came from the war a veteran
The only thing he to do was kill and shoot a gun.
comes in handy when you're fighting a war
But you came back to society you need much more.
So all he had was terror in his
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 bottle for an escape
From all the torment that the war had made.
Now you're calling him a bum 'cause he get none
While you're at home not willing to get some.

Sharing and caring is what he now
Some support for his marals, some 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 these few
Back to self-sufficiency and
I turn my head it puts chills in my
If I give you some change to clear my
Would I played my part?

dark and lonely
Broken and
Homeless and hated

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