Luyện nghe bài hát Mother-earth

Mother? Mother?
Chorus: She's the anti-mother, is that you?
She's the anti-mother, mother, mother is that
It's Myra on the cover
Your own sweet anti-mother
she is, on the pages of The Star
Ain't that just the you wish you were?
Let her rot in hell, is what you
Let her rot, let her starve, you'd see her
Let her out but don't forget to tell you she is
The chance to screw her is a you wouldn't miss
Let her suffer, her pain is the verdict you gave
You can't wait to piss on her grave
You that you're horrified
Make out you care
But really you wish you had been there
You say you can't bear the thought of she did
But do it to her, you'd see her dead
Tell me, is the difference between her and you
You say that you kill her
Well, what else you do?
Don't you see that the violence has no
limited by rules?
Don't you see as angels
nothing but the fools
Fools step in where angels to tread
You see, to kill others is the of the dead

The mug shot from the past
Ensures your fantasy can and last
It gives you the chance to air your
she got there first, you were too late
Hindley's crime was to do others think
her anger and her prejudice and pushed it to the brink
Then you goodly christian people, with your mask of love
Would tear that limb from limb, you'd never get enough
So you the story alive, so you can make yourselves believe
That you are so much than her
But you aren't, that's GUILT laying there.