Luyện nghe bài hát Dutiful Servants And Political Masters

One, two, one, two, three,
Things rather different in great grandfather's day
He just put a chain around their ankles and made them for no pay
He everything they owned and yet still demanded more
He did a bloody good job in the poor
Now I'm rather subtle, I say, I'll tell you what I will do
I'll do I can to try and help you
And you'll be helping me, I say, and I'll see you're alright
You can have a place of your own, you can pretend to be white
And you won't have to worry, I'll have a quiet word with your
Oh they'll be alright, they'll have on their plate
I'll put a bit in their mouths, you just pull hard on the
do anything for you and they won't complain
You'll be so much better off, I say, you can share my
Just sign my piece of and I'll organize your life
And it fails, it does the trick, it works every time
So me and my dear wife and the doing fine
granddad got his dukedom when slavery was abolished
Dear old dad became a viscount when the Empire was
But have changed for the better with freedom of choice
We're a times richer, QED His Master's Voice
A dog stares into a gramophone trumpet, waits for its call to
Mute and obedient, standing to
Look a closer, the dog is a woman
She's working a system that she can't understand
inside a world of labor and heat
So that she and her children will be to eat
The trumpet is patriarchy, old and fixed
Where poor men are lured by desire to be
Where the power is still given to men
Where development aid is so spent
western education enforces this crap
Where work in the open, yet live in a trap
There's one solution, and is it
The dog leaps on the and has a shit