Luyện nghe bài hát I Hate The White Man

Far the ocean
In the of look and see
There once was a
For you and me

Where the winds sweetly
And the easy seas still
And where the dream of life
Can laugh and cry it's

Where slot confusion
And the plastic
Are of amusement
In the fiction of their

And where the crazy
And his happiness
Lies dead and long since
By his own mess

For I hate the
And his plastic
For I the whiteman
And the man who him loose...

And the of coloured thunder
Of the stallion of the
the coalfire morning
On the beach where all is

the emperor of meaning
Is burning up his
And sits to his toes around
A fire made up of thoughts

And when the children him
With the riddles of trance
He flings the flames of
Casting into their dance

And where the whiteman
In the desert of his
Lies as as the paradise
He likes to think he

And I the whiteman
In his excuse
Oh I the whiteman
And the man who him loose...

And far the reaches
Of the drifting yellow
The living carpet
Forever it's hands

With heaven hell's
In a crest of fire
more than all is thrown upon
The ever pyre

And through the canticles
Of charcoal fleece
Are sung the songs of
In the timeless

And stood in the middle
Guess
It's the everlasting
Built by god's very own
As he to rule the dust

And I the whiteman
In his refuse
Oh I hate the
And the man who you all loose...

And the bowels of his
been locked into a safe
Where the spew on the sidewalks
Are of his faith

While back inside his
The bowler hatted, long haired
with soap and water
But it's really just white
While his headed scandal sheet
Presents its bite
To their righteous news-believers
to keep them white

While outside in the
Where the are always, always right
A shooting has summoned
Deaths dark from its night

And I hate the
And his excuse
Oh I the whiteman
And the man who you all loose
And the man who him loose...