Luyện nghe bài hát Dutiful Servants And Political Masters

One, two, one, two, three,
Things were rather different in grandfather's day
He just put a chain around their and made them work for no pay
He took everything they and yet still demanded more
He did a bloody good job in the poor
Now I'm more subtle, I say, I'll tell you what I will do
do everything I can to try and help you
And you'll be helping me, I say, and I'll see that alright
You can have a place of your own, you can even pretend to be
And you won't have to worry, I'll have a quiet with your mates
Oh they'll be alright, they'll enough on their plate
I'll put a bit in their mouths, you just hard on the reins
They'll do anything for you and they won't
be so much better off, I say, you can share my paradise
Just sign my of paper and I'll organize your life
And it never fails, it does the trick, it works time
So me and my wife and the family's doing fine
granddad got his dukedom when slavery was abolished
Dear old dad became a viscount when the was finished
But times have for the better with freedom of choice
We're a thousand richer, QED His Master's Voice
A dog stares into a gramophone trumpet, waits for its call to
Mute and obedient, standing to
a little closer, the dog is a woman
She's working under a that she can't understand
Trapped inside a of labor and heat
So that she and her will be able to eat
The trumpet is patriarchy, old and fixed
Where men are lured by desire to be rich
the limited power is still given to men
Where development aid is so spent
Where western education enforces this
Where women in the open, yet live in a trap
one solution, and this is it
The dog leaps on the and has a shit