Luyện nghe bài hát Like Father, Like Son

Spare the rod, the child
Daddy's boy's been too
His discipline's taught with a
No sweet on father's lap
He said that men don't cry
But burns and bruises lie
Dad learned his well
Spitting image of a man in

Brought up in a where love's replaced by pain
And when on his own he's sure to do the same
Expressing his feelings not with love but his fists
The of hurting began generations before

Like father, son
Another has begun
The punishing ways you choose
You were always born to
Like father, son
A war never won
Daddy, no more...
Daddy, no more!

The circle continues of violence passed
All there is hope for is a tear from a
Hoping someday that torture will end
To prison or death I you will be sent