Luyện nghe bài hát Down And Out

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

So me
job is it to tend these few people?
Back to self-sufficiency and
I turn my head it puts in my heart
If I give you some to clear my mind
Would I have my part?
a man who has a dream
But never seems to it
everytime he gets some, someone tries to take it.

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

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

He came back the war a veteran
The only he learned to do was kill and shoot a gun.
That comes in handy you're fighting a war
But when you back to society you need much more.
So all he had was in his mind
No job so a job he couldn't find.
The only he had was memories
Of his friends being and crying and dying babies.

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

Sharing and caring is he needs now
support for his marals, some help for his ego.
So he can go to the top where man can
And all he needs is a helping 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 change to clear my mind
Would I played my part?

dark and lonely
Broken and
hungry and hated

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