Luyện nghe bài hát Minus One

In a in a box, you can't hide nothing from a kid
his dad went off to the football game
Guess what kid did?
week it was lighting hairspray, this week he found a gun
He was to be like Rambo when he pushed on it with his thumb
Now the news says it's the fault, and the father blames the son
And the N.R.A. is doing everything to protect the gun
But when all is said, nothing's
goes on... Minus One
I was through Columbus Circle when I saw two street bums
One of them was just there lifeless in the sun
closer inspection, I discovered he was dead
The bum reached over, grabbed the bottle from under his head
I at him puzzled, he just looked back and grinned
Then said, "Someday I want to be just him"
He took a sip of whiskey, then offered me some
He said, "Life goes on... One."
Now Charles Manson's an argument the politicians use
Like Hitler convinced his countrymen that it was good to the Jews
Now down in Georgia there's a who supports the K.K.K.
Who just sent another black man to the electric chair today
And while that judge sleeps the work is done by a hired hand
Who never saw or the witness or defendant on the stand
The switch goes down, the deed is
goes on... Minus One
Now if working in the nursing homes, you see it every day
It's something you've got to get used to, there just no other way
Now the people gather at the graveyard to hear the final
Of the Pastor's reinterpretation of he once heard
He prays, "Lord take her spirit and please take our hurt"
they lower down the coffin. The little boy throws the dirt
"Thy kingdom come, thy be done"
Life goes on... One