Luyện nghe bài hát Little Children

(David Christopher)

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

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

Children throw their away yeah
A more dying every day

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

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

Children their lives away
A little more every day

Children their lives away
A little more every day

throw their lives away yeah
A little more every day

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

The children watch the children
That the bottom line is that free
But it doesn't much to end a life
When the thoughts coming out straight

Children throw their away
A little more day