Luyện nghe bài hát Hello Birmingham

Hold me down, I am floating into the overcast skies
Over my home town on day
What is it Birmingham?
What is it Buffalo?

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

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

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

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

A bullet came to a doctor
In his one place

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

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

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

Hello Birmingham; it's
I heard you had some trouble there again
Just to let to know
That understands

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