Luyện nghe bài hát Freedom Slaves

I no allegiance to your flag.
I I got me some damn good reasons for feelin' bad.
Way they take ev'ry mother's son,
If you want freedom now, got to be won.
It's bullets. It's just a gun.
Ain't hurt no one.

I know what they must be thinkin'.
decisions on a hard night's drinkin'.
Momma, gon' your little boy.
Gonna him 'to a man,
him a stranger in a strange land.

Freedom
What have you
slaves
With ev'ry son?
slaves
Can't ya see that we're all slaves?
slaves
What have you
Freedom
And all for one.
slaves
It's clear to see that we're all slaves.

No sign of nor liberty
By takin' an Indian Nation, 'cause they was all that we to be.
All good people from the of the Sun.
Welcome to freedom. Now, work to be done.
only natural to know it's wrong.
Why did it go so

I don't know next they'll be killin',
Rapin' the land with and spillin'.
to the tired, to the hungry, to the helpless and the poor.
Is no glory for blisters and sores?

Who are people?
So patriotically back of tables
POn their asses, lickin' labels, to change me.
You'd think the way act, the way they carry on,
You'd think that I was the devil's Son.
But it's only words. It's a song.
Ain't gonna no one.

slaves.
slaves.
slaves.

Attention!
Face!
March!
Left, right, left, right, left, right.
momma, she was a....(fade out)