Luyện nghe bài hát Little Children

(David Christopher)

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

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

Children throw lives away yeah
A little more every day

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

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

Children their lives away
A little more every day

throw their lives away
A more dying every day

Children throw their away yeah
A more dying every day

Sirens scream the empty streets
to the scene of another mistake
One man hanging on the edge of
The other one in a bag

The children watch the children
That the bottom line is nothing's free
But it doesn't much to end a life
When the thoughts stop out straight

Children throw their lives
A little every day