Luyện nghe bài hát Management VS. Labor

Sacrifice, did it mean that much to them?
As it was killing you, locked you out
After all that you have done for
You toil yet they profit

Save yourself
In tearing the design
That they built our hands

Struggle by to feed kids
theirs grow fat, privileged and disdained
They've bled you dry until all left of you
Is to build their paradise

have we worked for?
We've been by for all our lives
Only to find that we're behind
We'll own our own and give you nothing in return

Our next meal will come your table
So our can become something more
Than what you buy and
America will be