Luyện nghe bài hát Feed The Children

If I had just one wish, I'd feed the children,
with something bland at first like rice, so they can hold it
they'd develop a tolerance
for culture
and they'd be demanding happy meals with gender toys

But if you a man a fish, he eats for just one day,
but if you teach man to fish, he eats for a lifetime

But fishing is just a metaphor; there are ways to find food:
Like farming, and hunting, it!
Hunting...

Arm the children,
Give guns

Believe me; they'll eat one way or

In Africa they could gazelles
In Chicago could rob a 7/11 for a microwave burrito,
and be honest, stolen burrito just tastes better
than the kind you buy cash; those are for suckers...

(guitar solo)

If I had a second wish I'd all the animals off the endangered species list
so we could eat
I know it sounds insane, but me out:
A chicken's not and neither is a cow,
Perhaps
But I think so
If a 'whopper' was made with meat, we'd be growing them for food

If we change the way we order at our restaurants
"I'll have a manatee supreme and a hot spotted-owl wings"

Arm the children, eat the
It's the only way mankind survive

you rather feel like the French and live on snails?
I don't mean to be dramatic but I'll rather my eyes out with a spoon

I have a third wish; the French,
With their hairy backs and five-o-clock shadow and are just the women
never bathe or wash their filthy hair
Let's arm those hungry, pissed off kids and send there

la la la la

Arm the children, eat the whales and nuke the

Everybody
La la la la
Oh

Arm the children, eat the whales and nuke the

(Help us the little babies?)

la la la la
Oh you, oh got to
Arm the children, eat the whales and the French

the French,
the French,
Kill the

la la la la

been begging for it

Arm the children, eat the and nuke the French
Nuke the

The
the French