Luyện nghe bài hát Mental Torture

You be cool, you wanna 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?
always think I'm stoned, never leave me alone
I think 'cause my hair is long
Hey, get off my
I'm speaking on behalf of my
They're always acting brave behind those tinted
I'm guilty 'till I'm proven
Now the world needs law and as common sense dictates
But big shot busting heads is what I really hate
The law is their authority, their justified
To 'serve and protect', I think what they
They'll do what right at the time
They think I'm trouble 'cause I look I do
I see suspicion
It's getting just to walk down the street
Without their Big Brother
in the paper. now it's on my TV
I've seen the violence and
call it justice but they've pushed it too far
Stop it before too late
Torture with the facts
You do what chosen to do
No one is giving you
are long overdue
I've got no problems with the 'round the world
Who put lives on the line
up rapists and diddlers and sorts
Taking a bite out of
But what's this with the heavies some pull?
I'm seeing The Club
It's over race, religion, colours and
I've seen gunned down in blood
Wise up if you are a supercop, hero I'm talking
No one has to play God and snuff a life out