Luyện nghe bài hát Flesh & Blood & Feelings

Margaret thatcher lives in ronald reagan's
been there for eight years cooking up her plan
To make the uk like big usa
selfmade men run everything and this is what they say
"once a time, we had an idea
Mr big it was a damn good idea
we made the idea strong
And before too long they could do no
As the idea grew, the of poeple who dug our idea grew too
We had a graphic designed who know what to do
He made it and simple, red, white, and blue"
Red is the blood of the indians
White is apartheid
Blue is the "gee, die for my country" mentality
made it all possible
Our history, made other people's misery
Our history, built on other poverty
A present, the world into we were born
I say, I say, I say, the biggest thing in the world today?
It's the myth that men are big, includes us lads
The that we've got a rocket down our pants
When I was ten old I was bought and sold
On films, tv, books, and pushing myths about mr. big
it!
"to be someone in this world you gotta have a big, big penis. not much matters, just as long as you got a wapping great wanger. the bigger it is, the bigger you are, and you gotta use it!"
Mr big's the it is the more power it packs
Mr. big's shiny nuclear dick
How do we up to it?
At the age of twelve I to myself,
"it's grow"
For the next seven years I kept a of things down below
It didn't
Now look at me on the front of record
it's not erect
But even allowing for exaggeration there's no comparison
This microphone, sylvester
guitars, sports cars
Errol flynn, jimmy hill's
Stars and and rubber pipes
bombers and the contras
Post office penis power
Muscles and sweat
Ronald reagan's smile missiles
Fourteen, fifteen, going on
No growth below if you know what I mean
I it very quiet, I felt a lot embarrassed
I like going in public toilets
At school I showers
The state of an all-boys school
I couldn't relate to girls, there were different
I just wanted to kiss girls, put my hand up their
They did right not to like it, 'cause women are not objects
Like with anything which we keep to ourselves
We end up it out on somebody else
It becomes a big thing without big at all
I felt very inadequate, confused, and
We hide our feelings, our flesh and our
putting out mr. tough
To be larger than life, more just flesh and blood
Like the at shool, at gigs and in pubs
We pretend it doesn't as we beat each other up
In our confusion we want to be more than flesh and
Like the good guys on tv, we to have no feelings
It's easier to avoid the scenes
So it comes to our lives we do not see who we're hurting
Like the good guys on tv we don't know our own
All I was demystification
And as simple as this
We're flesh and blood and feelings, nothing and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing and nothing less
I say, I say, I say, the biggest idea in the world today?
Us losing sight of feeling reality, instead, putting our faith in
Churchill in 1965, but God and country survived
As a lad I was full of it, it took me years to see through it
The state freedom which us in our place
Which keeps us blind to how operate
And gives us war to cover our
And gives what she wanted
A vote of thanks, victory for britain, with a smile
Everybody's happy, the union jack's on the again over port stanley
Young growing lads are watching move
To see how measure up
up confused, like I did
'cause minds are being messed up
The pretending becomes the reality as we turn out the
Turn on the power and fuck the
The of rape and violence
the bedrooms to the backstreets
And the mass-manufactured
From the to the battlefields
The reality of freedom
Behind the smiles, the lies, the
The of trying to forget ourselves
Trying to hide but still being with pain
Such is the life they would us lead
To or be killed for their idea
the freedom, I ask, in being told what to do?
And in constant fear?
If we're ever gonna change this
We've got to try and find a way within
Within our heads, amidst our own confusion there be something
Something real, a feeling is not for sale
Which they can't
A love for each other, and a will to the people who will try to keep us down
Like northern ireland, nicaragua, grenada,
The free world penis power intervention is so
Where and blood and feeling people
for their lives, trying to resist
Are and killed by democracies and labelled terrorists
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing and nothing less
Flesh and and feelings, nothing more and nothing less
and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and less
Peoplekind just trying to find some sense in all of mess
Something real, a feeling which will be for sale
A love for each other, a will to resist those who will build our prison
Flesh and blood and feelings, more and nothing less
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