Luyện nghe bài hát Mountjoy

The joy many things
It cannot you joy 
of mothers huddle here 
Men and

swung the doors 
And human sewage swept
victims speak in whines 
And where the hardened

I was sent here by a three foot half-wit in a
I took his insults on the chin, and never did I

A swagger the fear in here 
By this rule we
And is no one on this earth 
Who I'd sad to leave

You see we all
We all

What in power do to you 
Reminds us at a
How hate each others guts 
And show it the chance

We never say the things 
That we say in our
no one cares

Many here 
By the lawfully good 
But the thing that makes me cry 
Is I see the sky

Brendan Behan's rings 
For what he had or done 
For he then as I know now 
That for and every one, of us 
We all
or poor
We all
Rich or poor, all lose