Luyện nghe bài hát Hello Birmingham

Hold me down, I am floating away the overcast skies
Over my home on election day
What is it about
What is it about

Did the filled want to build bunkers
In beautiful red earth?
They want to build in our shiny white snow
And now I've closed the curtains in this little booth

Where the truth has no to stand
And I am feeling, oh, so
In this stupid
this useless little lever in my hand

And outside my city is
For the next killing
Standing by the
And praying for the next Doctor Martin King

It was one shot
Through the window
Just one or two from here
If you fly like a

A bullet came to visit a
In his one place

A bullet ensuring the right to
Whizzed his kid and his wife
And knocked his right off of his face

And the blood off the pulpit
Yeah, the blood poured down the lines
And the hatred was immediate,
And the was divine

So went and stuffed God
the barrel of a gun
And Him
stuffed his only son

Hello Birmingham; Buffalo
I heard you had some down there again
Just calling to let to
somebody understands

I was once escorted the doors
Of a clinic by a man in a bulletproof
And no bombs went off day
So I am here to say

Birmingham, I'm wishing you all of my
Oh, Birmingham, I'm wishing you all of my
Oh, Birmingham, I'm wishing you all of my
On election day