Luyện nghe bài hát Dutiful Servants And Political Masters

One, two, one, two, three,
Things were rather in great grandfather's day
He just put a chain around their ankles and made work for no pay
He everything they owned and yet still demanded more
He did a bloody job in taming the poor
Now I'm rather more subtle, I say, I'll tell you what I do
I'll do everything I can to try and you
And be helping me, I say, and I'll see that you're alright
You can have a place of own, you can even pretend to be white
And you won't have to worry, I'll have a quiet with your mates
Oh be alright, they'll 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 they complain
You'll be so much better off, I say, you can 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 wife and the family's doing fine
granddad got his dukedom when slavery was abolished
Dear old dad a viscount when the Empire was finished
But times have for the better with freedom of choice
We're a thousand richer, QED His Master's Voice
A dog into a gramophone trumpet, waits for its call to action
and obedient, standing to attention
Look a little closer, the dog is a
She's working under a system that she understand
Trapped inside a world of labor and
So that she and her children be able to eat
The trumpet is patriarchy, it's old and
Where poor men are lured by desire to be
Where the limited power is given to men
Where development aid is so spent
Where education enforces this crap
Where work in the open, yet live in a trap
one solution, and this is it
The dog leaps on the and has a shit