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 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 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 with all my when I was young
Are just coasters for beers and surfaces for drugs and
I've packed all my pamphlets with my at the back of the shelf

Well, it was bad enough, the feeling, the first it hit
you realized your parents let the world all go to shit
And that the values and 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 kids on the
And got let down by some poor excuse for protest
By idiot fucking hippies in fifty factions
Locked inside some kind of sixties battle
So I hung up my banners in and I head for the door

Oh, but once we young and we were crass enough to care
But I guess, you live and learn, we won't make that 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 to say what everyone's thinking
If we're on this ship and it's sinking
Then we might as well a parade

Because if still going to hurt in the morning
And a better yet to get forming
Then where's the 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, let's be radical
Who have to test drive the least of their dreams

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

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