Luyện nghe bài hát Hold It On

(Music by Jenkins-Stark)
say that all of us are free,
And that our nation is the
If that were so, how could be be a people so terribly
Every person, so they claim, is equal and all that, although
They really don't us the same,
And what they say just so.
Here you're a prisoner in school as faculty
advantage of their rule
And squash and humanity.
And there isn't a way out, you think of
The scars they'll cause.
Could we do, we people, without laws?
And thought abounds,
Everywhere you go seethes,
You think it, and ever human that ever breathes . . .
it on!
it on!
it on!
Hold it on them!
it on!
it on!
Though Hitler died in '45, and they say he is gone,
Dictatorship is well alive, and propaganda lives on.
I'm sure we could have a more harmonic local neighborhood;
But you live, it's either poor
Or too rich for their own good.
Now, thousands way down on the street are still in the

They need church to eat,
And spend nights in the drain.;
Perhaps our works for some, who all are rich, male and White,
Now, are we being overcome by on the Right?
Our teens tody commit no crime when they protest to world peace;
Yet they end up of the time a casualty of the police.
America is that they advertise,
promise us this land
Brings all and democracy,
I it's all hypocrisy,
And so I to stand!
Traditional sex roles and getting now
Are all they discuss,
And your share of progeny,
And yet I androgyny
Would be much for us, better for us, better for us . . .
it on!
it on!
it on!
Hold it on them!