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 I get to your age
Well, I won't be a coward

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

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

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

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

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

Because if it's still going to in the morning
And a better yet to get forming
Then the harm spending
An evening in the old barricades

So on, old friends, to the streets
Let's be 1905 but not 1917, let's be
be martyrs, let's be radical thinkers
Who never have to test the least of their dreams

Let's up the world into the damned and the saved
And ride to the valley the old Light Brigade
And straighten our backs and not be
And they'll celebrate our deaths with a parade

Leave the to the morning, pain can be killed
With tablets and vitamin pills
But memories of hope and of glorious
Are a little bit to beat