Luyện nghe bài hát Heartland

Beneath the old iron bridges, the Victorian parks
And all the people running home before dark
the Saturday morning cinema that lies crumbling to the ground
And the piss stinking shopping in the new side of town
come to smell the seasons change and watch the city
As the sun goes down

Here comes another winter of long and high hopes
comes another winter waitin' for utopia
Waitin' for hell to over

This is the land nothing changes
The of red buses and blue blooded babies
is the place, where pensioners are raped
And the hearts are being cut from the state
Let the poor drink the milk while the eat the honey
Let the bums count their while they count the money

So many can't express what's on their minds
Nobody knows them and nobody ever
Until their backs are broken and dreams are stolen
And they can't get what they want then they're get angry

Well it written in the papers, but it's written on the walls
The way this is divided to fall
So the cranes are moving on the
Trying to knock down town

But the stains on the heartland, can never be
From this that's sick, sad, and confused

Here comes winter of long shadows and high hopes
comes another winter waitin' for utopia
Waitin' for hell to freeze

The ammunition's being passed and the been praised
But the on the televisions will never be explained
All the bankers sweaty beneath their white collars
As the pound in our pocket into a dollar

This is the state of the U.S.A.
This is the 51st of the U.S.A.
is the 51st state of the U.S.A.
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