Luyện nghe bài hát Little Children

(David Christopher)

Dark night broken
A boy on the with his hands held high
He sees a gun an eye
But he'd rather get shot than it up

for a violent man
Who to get money when he sees him again
And if he doesn't die on the corner
It won't take too long to him

Children throw their lives away
A little dying every day

young man he ain't got a lot
But he'd sell his whole just to get what you've got
He's not even sure if his hooked
But if he gets a higher he could fly away

Little young lady watch her play
two outside and one on the way
She seen her man in a thousand days
Since the police came and took him away

Children throw their away
A little more every day

Children throw their away
A more dying every day

throw their lives away yeah
A little more dying day

scream through the empty streets
Headed to the scene of mistake
One man on the edge of life
The other one in a bag

The children watch the children
That the bottom is that nothing's free
But it take much to end a life
When the thoughts stop out straight

Children throw lives away
A more every day