Luyện nghe bài hát Mental Torture

You wanna be cool, you be tough
You be respected, be a man
So you shaved off your face, cut off hair
they gave you a gun and a badge
Now you're the law, you do what you
And 'We the people' do you say
'Cause you are the man with the gun in your
God help us if we get in way
Hey, give me a
What the hell do you is going on?
They always think I'm stoned, never me alone
I think 'cause my hair is long
Hey, get off my
I'm speaking on of my defence
They're always acting brave behind those shades
I'm guilty 'till I'm innocent
Now the world needs law and order as common dictates
But big shot rookies heads is what I really hate
The law is authority, their actions justified
To and protect', I think what they meant
do what seems right at the time
They think I'm trouble 'cause I look I do
I see rise
It's getting harder just to down the street
Without their Big eyes
in the paper. now it's on my TV
I've seen the violence and
They call it justice but pushed it too far
Stop it it's too late
yourself with the facts
You do you've chosen to do
No one is you sympathy
Changes are long
I've got no problems the cops 'round the world
Who put lives on the line
Rounding up and diddlers and sorts
Taking a out of crime
But what's this shit with the heavies some
I'm seeing Billy The
over race, religion, colours and creeds
I've seen gunned down in cold
up if you are a supercop, hero I'm talking about
No one has to play God and snuff a life out