Luyện nghe bài hát Love Ire And Song

A teacher of mine told me that life was just a list of
Disappointments and defeats and you could only do your
And I said, "Well, a fucking cop out", you're just washed up
And you're tired and I get to your age
Well, I won't be such a

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

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

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

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

Well, we've been a few hours drinking
So I'm going to say what thinking
If we're on this ship and it's sinking
Then we might as have 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 come on, old friends, to the
Let's be 1905 but not 1917, be heroes
Let's be martyrs, be radical thinkers
Who never have to test drive the least of their

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

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