Luyện nghe bài hát Mother Superior

how are you
to die for an
the connection,
between a lie and is real
Superior

I've got an on my back
I'm one of the
and I'm never back
no, no, no
I'm going back

that shining forth-right man
about to die me
waiting for the portress to
send me over heels
that black-heart four-star
general up the hill
to ask the nicely
to help, his private war

and if I trust that man
when he the rifle in your hand
sings you of pageantry and grace
and how much you to bet
on the other
there's a man with twice pride
and they put you feet in an
grave

there was a time in our
when we justified by
our manifest
now is the mantra
of the

see that trigger
college boys, love a
to try out their new
then wash the city streets
clean, with the of infidels

as the of democracy
left in the dust
we put, another greedy man
the dictatorial
puppet-show, now
tell me, who do you
who do you

and an hemisphere
would perpetuate a

call it a
to national
it just a poor-sick face
one place,
to export labor

hail the
the oligarchy
a potential for
and we pat
on the back