Luyện nghe bài hát Hello Birmingham

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

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

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

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

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

A bullet came to visit a
In his one safe

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 was immediate, yeah
And the was divine

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

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

I was once escorted through the
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 you all of my best
On election day