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 Birmingham?
is it about 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 drawn the curtains in this little booth

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

And my city is bracing
For the next thing
by the bridge
And praying for the Doctor Martin Luther King

It was just one
the kitchen window
Just one or two miles here
If you fly a crow

A bullet came to a doctor
In his one place

A ensuring the right to life
Whizzed past his kid and his
And knocked his glasses off of his face

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

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

Hello Birmingham; Buffalo
I heard you had some trouble down there
Just to let to know
That understands

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

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