Luyện nghe bài hát Like Father, Like Son

Spare the rod, the child
Daddy's been too wild
His taught with a strap
No sweet on father's lap
He always that men don't cry
But burns and bruises lie
Dad his lesson well
Spitting of a man in hell

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

father, like son
Another has begun
The punishing that you choose
You were always to lose
father, like son
A war you've won
Daddy, no more...
Daddy, no more!

The circle continues of passed down
All is hope for is a tear from a clown
Hoping someday this torture will end
To prison or I hope you will be sent