Luyện nghe bài hát Hello Birmingham

Hold me down, I am away into the overcast skies
Over my town on election day
What is it about
What is it Buffalo?

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

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

And outside my is bracing
For the killing thing
Standing by the
And praying for the Doctor Martin Luther King

It was one shot
Through the window
Just one or two miles from
If you fly a crow

A bullet came to visit a
In his one safe

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

And the blood off the pulpit
Yeah, the blood poured the picket lines
And the was immediate, yeah
And the vengeance was

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

Hello it's Buffalo
I heard you had some trouble down again
Just to let to know
That understands

I was escorted through the doors
Of a clinic by a man in a vest
And no bombs off that day
So I am still to say

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