Luyện nghe bài hát Mecca Propaganda

I am a wind riding up into town
Like a star that's from the sky
As the ground breaks beneath your
you look up and say my my my

Well be late, you see times a waistin'
Live for today we may die

Shock the system, see what
leverage no matter how it falls
I fight for the right to be right
I die for the fight of the right to speak my mind

Don't be late, you see times a
for today we may die tomorrow

Stop round with my world
Don't you be me tomorrow
You will be sorry man next time you that line

Whips, crosses, impaled, racks, pendulums, suicide, angry mobs, cut your hand for stealing that bread my friend

Stop messin' round my world
Don't you be me tomorrow
You will be sorry man next you cross that line

Mecca propaganda all me.