Luyện nghe bài hát Like Father, Like Son

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

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

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

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