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 blow sweetly
And the easy flow still
And the barefoot dream of life
Can and cry it's fill

Where slot machine
And the plastic
Are of amusement
In the fiction of curse

And the crazy whiteman
And his teargas
Lies dead and since buried
By his own fantastic

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

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

Where the of meaning
Is burning up his
And sits to his toes around
A made up of useless thoughts

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

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

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

And far the reaches
Of the yellow sands
The living carpet
Forever joins it's

With heaven attainment
In a crest of fire
Where more all is thrown upon
The lasting pyre

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

And stood in the middle
Guess
the everlasting burst
Built by very own whiteman
As he tries to the dust

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

And the of his city
been locked into a safe
Where the stains on the sidewalks
Are of his faith

While inside his kitchen
The hatted, long haired saint
Cleans soap and water
But it's really just white
While his gorgon scandal sheet
Presents its bite
To give their news-believers
to keep them white

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

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