Luyện nghe bài hát False Flags

In city of clueless blues
Pays the and no man's news
Blades will fade from blood to
The heroin's cut these fuses

Smokers a colonial pig
Drink and frame, pain I think
I'm melting silver my dear
You your wings and then disappear

The moving and pilot lights
Smithereens have got 'em heights
times come talk me down
And battle lines are drawn across this

Parisian boys your names
Ghetto stones of chains
Talk 'em down 'cause up in flames
And changed

Parisian boys without your
Riot like 1968
The days of rage, yeah, nothing's
Well flames

In school, I would bite my tongue
And now your words, strike me down
The flags are false and they
They and click which wounds to lick

On avenues, this Christian
Turns its heart to needles please
Our roll back and we beg for more
It this skin and then underscore

The case for war you spin and
The you fill screen savers feed
The girls you breed, the soaps you write
The graceless charm of your snipes

The moving scenes and
And got 'em scaling heights
times come talk me down
The lines are drawn across this town

boys without your names
Ghetto stones instead of
Hearts and minds, and U.S.
changed

And boys without your names
Riot the 1980's again
The days of rage, yeah, changed
pretty flames