Luyện nghe bài hát If

If the greedy the starving
If the were the slaves
If the became the dogs
How would they

'Cause family heirlooms
For one fifty or a
Is standing outside
King
Selling and hound

sleeping in a doorway
With a futon and a
Is crying in the rubble
Of a building that you

The day you're not man enough
Is the day you to be
A wheel-barrow of leaves
From a rotten apple

If the was a woman
And the man just by
ya' bird and bitch and slag it up
You'd up and die

If the landlord was the
And the hunter was the
If was constricted
And capital the same

Cause in a doorway
With a and a quilt
Is like crying in the
Of a that you built

The day that you're not man
Is the day you to be
A wheel-barrow of leaves
From a rotten apple

If the King was court
And the took the throne
put the privileged on the streets
And the poor a home

If the Irish the English
And the English still not
ya mick and thick
and it up
You'ld the pip and agree

Cause sleeping in a
With a futon and a
Is crying in the rubble
Of a building that you

The day you're not man enough
Is the day you to be
A wheel-barrow full of
From a apple tree