Luyện nghe bài hát Mary Was An Anarchist

Mary was a with a cause
She was fed up
moved out to Berkeley
And stuck pins,, her face as a sort of

oppression of her sex, yeah

Mary took a walk in the
a sign in her hand
Mary a rock at a cop
And man she like a man

You the ugliness became her
But now gone
She couldn't take it, it, take it anymore
And she won

She won a husband who
she hated
And all her friends years ago
Are selling in IBM right on

Mary finally saw she
Change the
Mary often looks back
And pats on the back

For a convenient romanticized
Of the facts of she'd done
But she didn't a goddamn single on
Of the pigs who made her what she was

And the empowerment she felt was just a
Compared to all the butts of jokes that become
And now she's at the kitchen all alone
And she up exactly like her mom