Luyện nghe bài hát Guantanamo

Heard you your friend
Got a good price at the local
You know he could've you in
Could have been you on the floor

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

Torture
Got his dick up in a chicken
Life is what get
War president is a

Still the years 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

must be another way
There must be

The weather vanes are down the hill
In some calvary
And the war machine is in its sleep
And the homesick ghost of
A fear is taking all the absinthe there be another way

Since Geneva's nearly
Since the tinsmith was and bound
the rich boys got away
Two shovels and a of the widower brave

Another indefinite
Another saved
All hail the line of the crooked white
father stole the bones from an Indian grave

There must be way
There be another way
There be another

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