Luyện nghe bài hát I Hate The White Man

Far the ocean
In the land of and see
There was a time
For you and me

Where the winds blow
And the seas flow still
And the barefoot dream of life
Can laugh and cry it's

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

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

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

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

Where the of meaning
Is up his fort
And sits to warm his around
A fire made up of thoughts

And the children tempt him
With the of their trance
He flings the of solstice
Casting laughs their dance

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

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

And far across the
Of the drifting sands
The living carpet
Forever joins it's

With heaven hell's
In a surging crest of
Where more all is thrown upon
The ever lasting

And through the countless
Of Jason's charcoal
Are sung the songs of
In the masterpiece

And there in the middle
who?
It's the burst
Built by god's own whiteman
As he to rule the dust

And I the whiteman
In his doctrinaire
Oh I the whiteman
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 back inside his
The bowler hatted, long saint
Cleans with and water
But it's just white paint
his gorgon 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 star has
Deaths 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...