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, that's a fucking cop out", you're washed up
And you're and when 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 I'd hoped that it could be
And all the things that I believed with all my heart I was young
Are just coasters for 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 ideals for 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 down again by some poor for protest
By idiot fucking in fifty different factions
Locked inside some of sixties battle re-enactment
So I hung up my banners in disgust and I for the door

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

Well, we've a good 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 plan's yet to get
Then where's the harm
An evening in the old barricades

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

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

Leave the morning to the morning, can be killed
aspirin tablets and vitamin pills
But memories of and of glorious defeat
Are a little bit harder to