Luyện nghe bài hát Inside a Fireball

Hey everybody - can't you me call?
I'm standing in a the street inside a
in the future - death is in the cradle
We're all day at the breakfast table

Down Street with the dust in my lungs
The blisters on my shoulder - the end has begun
I'm swimming in the heat the rads his my tongue
The of my children are having too much fun

Inside a
Inside a
a big copper digger in the middle of town
The birds are on his head - the rags are hanging

The grip on the in his broken hand
As loose as the union's on the hot red
a fireball
Inside a

"We not die and it is no crime
Ya take the whole world ya shoulder
For the very time"
I blasted my way through the barrier range

I ripped up the but nothing has changed
Bromide, sulphide, oxide,
We're cleaning out the can an oily rag
I'll live on the dole or die in the dust

If they turn up the then strike we must
The company's here but the money's all
But I'm still digging, I'm strong!
a fireball

Inside a
Hey everybody, can't ya hear me
I'm standing in the street inside a
Tomorrow's in the future - is in the cradle

You're all chin waggin' the conference table
a fireball
Inside a
We, we not die

And it is, it is no
You take the whole world upon shoulders
For the very last, for the very last
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