Luyện nghe bài hát Hello Birmingham

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

Did the filled want to build bunkers
In your red earth?
They want to build 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 this stupid
this useless little lever in my hand

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

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

A bullet came to a doctor
In his one place

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

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

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

Hello Birmingham; it's
I heard you had some down there again
calling 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 here to say

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