Luyện nghe bài hát I Hate The White Man

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

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

Where machine confusion
And the plastic
Are objects of
In the fiction of their

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

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

And the reins of thunder
Of the stallion of the
Ride the morning
On the beach all is born

the emperor of meaning
Is up his fort
And to warm his toes around
A fire made up of useless

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

And the crazy whiteman
In the desert of his
Lies as as the paradise
He to think he owns

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

And far across the
Of the drifting yellow
The carpet wilderness
Forever it's hands

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

And the countless canticles
Of Jason's charcoal
Are the songs of nothing
In the masterpiece

And stood in the middle
who?
It's the burst
Built by god's very own
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 of his city
Have been locked into a
Where the stains on the sidewalks
Are defenders of his

While back inside his
The bowler hatted, haired saint
Cleans with soap and
But it's really white paint
his gorgon headed scandal sheet
Presents its bite
To give righteous news-believers
Drugs to keep white

outside in the whitewash
Where the are always, always right
A shooting star has
Deaths angel from its night

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