Luyện nghe bài hát Minimum Wage

Traveled hundred miles
Crossed the border to the
With a bottle running
Cross the in a shake

Come to English only
from the minutemen
Come to make place my home
Run a long, way from then

Story of a
For the wage

Well, chased me through the desert
Then the strapped me down
they ask me why in Spanish
Why you on comin' back?

When I left my dad in
And my sister in Des
They've been workin' in this
lettuce, washing floors

Story of a
For the wage

Well, they raised me to dollars
'Cause I the dishes fast
Well, the boss, he got me
On the and in the back

Then I the dish and rinse it
Then I go home late and
Well, I to be awake now
'Cause I out in my sleep

When I see that van comin'
Then I I'm sure to run
Goddamn them caught me
me on the spot

For the minimum

No one forced the boss to me
But it's been fifteen
When I my baby cryin'
With a in my skin

On the of L.A.
I recite a poem
Million hands, ten years
the season for the crop

It's my people doin' the
In the of the dolls
It's a decent job to at
Any day I'll take job

Ethiopian, Colombian, Pakistani,
Every man that I run
All the kitchens on the
And they're pluggin' in hours
in their dreams

Theyre a long, long way home now
But they lookin' to be
California, and Missouri, Oregon
They been workin' like fathers were
A long, long ago

For the minimum
For the wage
For the wage
For, for, for, for the wage

a bumpy road to ride in
But I'll it anytime
It's a road to take
But I'll it day

a bumpy road to take
But take it anytime
For the wage