Luyện nghe bài hát God

God the world,
Then created the to blame for his mistakes

I the door of my hotel room behind me,
It was closing a chapter in the book of life.
Outside thirty floors below I could the police
Using their sirens like wolf to pick up young girls.

On tv oliver north (his fifteen minutes of fame ticking away)
Was being about crucial events which had happened a year earlier
What a flake...but then who
was regan's defence at least.

The worst is how politics begin to lead into your life.
Back in our we used to simply stick two fingers up to
Politics,
Say "fuck the queen", that was all you had to say anyway,
And go back to the more business of making music.

So why was I sitting there feeling angry -
operations and illegal aid to the contras?
I mean I'm not american (may be we all are a little bit).
Then I realised it was the idea that in this particular democracy
And probably every other one in the world, is somebody in power
Who thinks he is more right all the people who put him there,
All the people who for in their lives took an interest.

Outside the wind was howling the "who who's" from for the devil
Round and the concrete hotel walls and corners.
That was then, is...!