Luyện nghe bài hát Justice Oh Justice

The strong arm of the law is just and bones.
The judges can't fix their broken all on their own.
Their pointed finger curves down. Not at the law but at the clown.
Oh Justice, have you gone?
have you gone?

The men that are in power do oppress the poor - making crooked mixed up laws just under a straight steeple.
The rich men's pockets overflow. Employees crust has just into dough.
Oh Justice - where you gone?
Where you gone?

The cops just let the be carried right on by.
With twenty vision he turned his blind eyes.
The parcel passed the blind light.
Money over in the half light.
Oh Justice, where have you
Where you gone?