Luyện nghe bài hát Little Children

(David Christopher)

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

for a violent man
Who expects to get money when he sees him
And if he doesn't die on the tonight
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 sell his whole world just to get what you've got
He's not sure if his body's hooked
But if he gets a little he could fly away

young lady watch her children play
There's two and one on the way
She hasn't seen her man in a thousand
Since the police came around and took him

throw their lives away
A little dying every day

throw their lives away
A little dying every day

Children throw their lives away
A little more dying day

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

The children the children think
That the bottom line is that nothing's
But it doesn't take much to end a
When the thoughts stop out straight

Children their lives away
A little every day