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 barefoot of life
Can laugh and cry fill

slot machine confusion
And the universe
Are of amusement
In the fiction of curse

And where the whiteman
And his happiness
Lies dead and long since
By his own fantastic

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

And the of coloured thunder
Of the of the dawn
Ride the coalfire
On the where all is born

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

And the children tempt him
With the riddles of trance
He the flames of solstice
Casting into their dance

And where the whiteman
In the of his bones
as bleached as the paradise
He likes to he owns

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

And far across the
Of the drifting sands
The carpet wilderness
joins it's hands

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

And through the countless
Of charcoal fleece
Are sung the songs of
In the masterpiece

And there in the middle
Guess
It's the everlasting
Built by god's own whiteman
As he tries to rule the

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

And the bowels of his
Have been locked into a
the spew stains on the sidewalks
Are of his faith

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

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

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