Luyện nghe bài hát Mother-earth

Mother? Mother?
Chorus: She's the anti-mother, is that you?
She's the anti-mother, mother, is that you?
It's Myra on the cover
very own sweet anti-mother
There she is, on the of The Star
Ain't that just the place you you were?
Let her rot in hell, is what you
Let her rot, let her starve, see her dead
Let her out but don't to tell you where she is
The chance to screw her is a chance you wouldn't
Let her suffer, give her pain is the verdict you
You can't wait to piss on her grave
You that you're horrified
Make out you care
But really you wish that you had been
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 the violence has no end?
Isn't limited by
Don't you see as angels
nothing but the fools
Fools in where angels fear to tread
You see, to kill is the ethic of the dead

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