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 their ankles and made them work for no pay
He took everything owned and yet still demanded more
He did a bloody good job in the poor
Now I'm rather more subtle, I say, I'll you what 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 that you're
You can have a 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, have enough on their plate
I'll put a bit in their mouths, you pull hard on the reins
They'll do anything for you and won't complain
You'll be so better off, I say, you can share my paradise
Just sign my of paper and I'll organize your life
And it fails, it does the trick, it works every time
So me and my dear and the family's doing fine
Great granddad got his dukedom when slavery was
old dad became a viscount when the Empire was finished
But times have changed for the with freedom of choice
We're a thousand times richer, QED His Voice
A dog stares into a gramophone trumpet, waits for its to action
and obedient, standing to attention
Look a closer, the dog is a woman
She's working under a that she can't understand
Trapped inside a world of and heat
So that she and her children will be to eat
The trumpet is patriarchy, old and fixed
Where poor men are by desire to be rich
Where the limited power is given to men
Where aid is so wastefully spent
western education enforces this crap
Where women in the open, yet live in a trap
one solution, and this is it
The dog leaps on the gramophone and has a