Luyện nghe bài hát Dutiful Servants And Political Masters

One, two, one, two, three,
Things were different in great grandfather's day
He put a chain around their ankles and made them work for no pay
He took everything they owned and yet demanded more
He did a bloody job in taming the poor
Now I'm rather more subtle, I say, I'll tell you I will do
I'll do everything I can to try and you
And you'll be helping me, I say, and I'll see you're alright
You can a place of your own, you can even pretend to be white
And you won't have to worry, I'll have a quiet word with mates
Oh they'll be alright, they'll have enough on plate
I'll put a bit in mouths, you just pull hard on the reins
They'll do anything for you and they complain
You'll be so better off, I say, you can share my paradise
Just sign my piece of paper and I'll organize your
And it never fails, it does the trick, it works every
So me and my dear wife and the family's doing
Great granddad got his when slavery was abolished
Dear old dad became a viscount when the was finished
But times have changed for the better with of choice
We're a times richer, QED His Master's Voice
A dog stares a gramophone trumpet, waits for its call to action
Mute and obedient, standing to
Look a closer, the dog is a woman
She's working a system that she can't understand
Trapped inside a 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 to be rich
the limited power is still given to men
Where development aid is so wastefully
Where western education enforces this
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