Luyện nghe bài hát I Hate The White Man

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

Where the winds sweetly
And the seas flow still
And where the barefoot of life
Can and cry it's fill

Where slot confusion
And the universe
Are objects of
In the of their curse

And where the crazy
And his happiness
Lies dead and since buried
By his own fantastic

For I hate the
And his excuse
For I hate the
And the man who him loose...

And the reins of thunder
Of the stallion of the
the coalfire morning
On the where all is born

Where the of meaning
Is up his fort
And to warm his toes around
A fire up of useless thoughts

And when the tempt him
With the riddles of their
He the flames of solstice
Casting laughs into dance

And the crazy whiteman
In the of his bones
Lies as as the paradise
He likes to think he

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

And far the reaches
Of the drifting sands
The carpet wilderness
Forever joins hands

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

And through the canticles
Of Jason's charcoal
Are sung the of nothing
In the timeless

And there stood in the
who?
It's the burst
by god's very own whiteman
As he tries to the dust

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

And the of his city
Have been into a safe
Where the spew on the sidewalks
Are of his faith

While inside his kitchen
The hatted, long haired saint
Cleans soap and water
But really just white paint
his gorgon headed scandal sheet
Presents its bite
To their righteous news-believers
Drugs to keep white

While in the whitewash
Where the guns are always, always
A star has summoned
dark angel from its night

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