Luyện nghe bài hát Feed The Children

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

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

But fishing is just a metaphor; there are many ways to food:
farming, and hunting, that's it!
Hunting...

Arm the children,
Give guns

Believe me; eat one way or another

In they could shoot gazelles
In Chicago they could rob a 7/11 for a burrito,
and let's be honest, stolen just tastes better
than the you buy with cash; those are for suckers...

(guitar solo)

If I had a second wish I'd take all the animals off the endangered list
so we could eat
I know it insane, but hear me out:
A chicken's not endangered and is a cow,
Perhaps
But I think so
If a was made with whale meat, we'd be growing them for food

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

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

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

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

la la la la

Arm the children, eat the whales and nuke the

Everybody
La la la la
Oh

Arm the children, eat the and nuke the French

(Help us treat the 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 whales and nuke the
the French

The
Nuke the