Luyện nghe bài hát God

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

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

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

The thing 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", was about all you had to say anyway,
And go back to the important business of making music.

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

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