Luyện nghe bài hát Minus One

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