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 do your best
And I said, "Well, that's a fucking cop out", you're just up
And you're and when I get to your age
Well, I be such a coward

But these days I sit at home, I'm 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 with all my heart 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 time it hit
you realized your parents let the world 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 on the left
And got let down again by some poor for protest
By idiot fucking hippies in fifty factions
Locked inside some kind of sixties battle
So I hung up my banners in disgust and I head for the

Oh, but once we were young and we were enough to care
But I guess, you and learn, we won't make that mistake again
But surely just for one day we fight 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 thinking
If we're on this ship and it's sinking
Then we might as well a parade

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

So on, old friends, to the streets
Let's be but not 1917, let's be heroes
be martyrs, let's be radical thinkers
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 valley like the old Brigade
And straighten our backs and not be
And they'll celebrate our deaths a national parade

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