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 were so, how could be be a people so terribly oppressed?
Every person, so they claim, is equal and all that, although
really don't treat us the same,
And what they say just so.
you're a prisoner in school as autocratic faculty
Will advantage of rule
And and mold humanity.
And when isn't a way out, you think of
The psychic scars cause.
we do, we people, without stupid laws?
And thought abounds,
Everywhere you go seethes,
You think about it, and ever human that ever . . .
it on!
it on!
it on!
Hold it on them!
it on!
it on!
Though Hitler in '45, and they say he is surely gone,
Dictatorship is alive, and propaganda still lives on.
I'm sure we could have a more harmonic local neighborhood;
But where you live, either poor
Or they're too for their own good.
Now, thousands way down on the street are still in the

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