Luyện nghe bài hát Like Father, Like Son

Spare the rod, the child
Daddy's been too wild
His discipline's taught with a
No sweet song on lap
He always said that men cry
But and bruises seldom lie
Dad learned his well
image of a man in hell

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

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

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