Luyện nghe bài hát God

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

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

On tv oliver north (his minutes of fame ticking steadily away)
Was being about crucial events which had happened a year earlier
a flake...but then who isn't?
That was defence at least.

The worst thing is how politics to lead into your life.
Back in our innocence we used to simply 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 there feeling angry about -
Covert operations and illegal aid to the
I mean I'm not even american (may be we all are a bit).
Then I realised it was the idea that in this particular democracy
And probably every other one in the world, there is somebody in
Who he is more right than all the people who put him there,
All the people who for once in their took an interest.

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