Luyện nghe bài hát I Bury the Living

A wretched outcast with no point of
could I do?
Just servants
I carry out the vulgarian view
I glue
Do as I say or I you
Oh, no, no, no, no, no

You can't me
I'm an innocent soldier
would be no war if not for me
I'm just a sweet soldier
No, no, no, no, no
You blame me
I'm just an soldier

Give me an order, blow up a border
Give me an order, I'll blow up daughter

Call me brave, call me a hero
Call me anything what I am
From a class without, I a clue
the war is about
I haven't got a clue, have
Oh no, no, no, no

You blame me
I'm an innocent soldier
There be no war if not for me
I'm a sweet little soldier
No, no, no, no, no
You blame me
After all I'm

Honour, mad, cannon
Honour, mad, fodder
And honour, mad, cannon
And honour, mad, fodder
And honour, mad, fodder (honour, mad, cannon fodder)
And honour, mad, fodder (honour, mad, cannon fodder)
And honour, mad, fodder (honour, mad, cannon fodder)
Honour, mad, cannon (honour, mad, cannon fodder)
Honour, mad, cannon fodder (honour, mad, fodder)

Duty done by the moment at
I am answerable only to

And with the of God
I die in my own bed
If you wonder what's in my
It's just the hatred for all life

When I lose mine, my will say:
"He died the job he loved"
But I died with a bullet to the
That wasn't the job I
wasn't the job I loved
That wasn't the job I

how the war goes on
Without our John, our John

It's funny how the war on
Without our John, without our

how the war goes on
Without our John, our John

It's how the war goes on
Without John, our John