Luyện nghe bài hát Little Children

(David Christopher)

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

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

Children throw their away yeah
A little more every day

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

Little young lady watch her children
two outside and one on the way
She hasn't seen her man in a days
Since the police came around and him away

Children throw their away
A little more dying day

Children throw lives away
A more dying every day

Children throw their lives yeah
A little dying every day

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

The children the children think
the bottom line is that nothing's free
But it doesn't much to end a life
When the stop coming out straight

Children throw their lives
A little every day