Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Baby

See the priest in nappies
Gurgling and burping child at
warrents, blessing firing squads
are the pleasures of baby's day

In a street where buildings fall
on burning ten feet tall
on knees, not all, not all
Just those who fight in bonfire
In spite of all the who call
Their hero, a goldfish
Their remains Mr. Baby

Mr. Baby it by the ton
He his mouth around his gun
He says, "Scared? You're not the one."

Did they raise their to greet you all
when saw the colour of your skin?
Did they and say "go home"
when you them of the trouble you were in?
You they did
(God is an dealer.)

complaint is my mandate
and your are my ladder (straight)
What they defuse they must excuse
and what they must allow they will bow to
and they kneel
will kneel to Mr. Baby
Oh, you really me
Mr. in the burning bushfire
Basement by the brook
Reads from his hate-book

Your own, your own Mr.
Baby, baby, baby, don't treat me now
Don't bang head...