Luyện nghe bài hát Love Ire And Song

A teacher of mine once told me that life was just a of
and defeats and you could only do your best
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 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 with all my heart when I was young
Are coasters 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 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 killed off in committees and 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 in fifty different factions
Locked inside kind of sixties battle re-enactment
So I hung up my banners in disgust and I for the door

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

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

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

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

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

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