Luyện nghe bài hát Love Ire And Song

A teacher of mine once told me that was just a list of
Disappointments and defeats and you could 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 be such a coward

But days I sit at home, I'm known to shout at my TV
And punk rock didn't live up to 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 clean surfaces for and
I've all my pamphlets with my Bibles at the back of the shelf

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 values and ideals for so many fought and died
Had been killed off in 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 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 and I head for the door

Oh, but we were young 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 could and we could win
And if only for a little while, we could on the impossible

Well, we've been a good few drinking
So I'm going to say what everyone's
If we're stuck on this and it's sinking
Then we as well have a parade

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

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

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

Leave the to the morning, pain can be killed
With aspirin tablets and pills
But of hope and of glorious defeat
Are a bit harder to beat