Luyện nghe bài hát Love Ire And Song

A teacher of mine once me that life was just a list of
and defeats and you could only do your best
And I said, "Well, that's a cop out", you're just washed up
And you're tired and when I get to age
Well, I be such a coward

But these days I sit at home, I'm known to at my TV
And punk rock didn't up to what I'd hoped that it could be
And all the things that I believed all my heart when I was young
Are just coasters for beers and surfaces for drugs and
I've packed all my with my Bibles at the back of the shelf

Well, it was bad enough, the feeling, the first it hit
When you realized parents let the world all go to shit
And that the values and ideals for which so many fought and
Had been off in committees and left to die by the way side

But it was worse we turned to the kids on the left
And got let down again by some excuse for protest
By idiot fucking hippies in fifty different
Locked inside some kind of sixties re-enactment
So I hung up my banners in and I head for the door

Oh, but once we were young and we were crass to care
But I guess, you and learn, we won't make that mistake again
But just for one day we could fight and we could win
And if for a little while, we could insist on the impossible

Well, we've been a few hours drinking
So I'm going to say everyone's thinking
If we're stuck on this ship and sinking
Then we might as well a parade

Because if it's still to hurt in the morning
And a plan's yet to get forming
where's the harm spending
An evening in manning the old

So on, old friends, to the streets
Let's be 1905 but not 1917, be heroes
Let's be martyrs, be radical thinkers
Who have to test drive the least of their dreams

divide up the world into the damned and the saved
And to the valley like the old Light Brigade
And our backs and not be afraid
And they'll our deaths with a national parade

Leave the to the morning, pain can be killed
With aspirin tablets and vitamin
But memories of hope and of defeat
Are a little bit harder to