Luyện nghe bài hát Guantanamo

Heard you your friend
Got a price at the local store
You he could've turned you in
Could have been you on the concrete

Jefferson roll over and ol' Stalin the news
They got 'em locked up in
abuse in shades of gray

Torture
Got his dick up in a chicken
Life is he'll get
War president is a

Still the they go by, no charge or trial date
You're accused of you confess to
If you don't confess you won't see the of day

There must be way
There be another

The weather vanes are charging down the
In quixotic calvary
And the war machine is shaking in its
And the homesick of Geronimo
A fear is taking all the absinthe there must be way

Since Geneva's nearly
Since the tinsmith was gagged and
Since the rich got away
Two shovels and a skull of the brave

Another detention
Another tradition
All hail the of the crooked white chiefs
father stole the bones from an Indian grave

There be another way
There be another way
must be another

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