Luyện nghe bài hát My Country 'Tis Of Thy People You're Dying

Now your big eyes have finally opened
Now that you're wondering how they feel
Meaning them that chased across
America's screens

Now that you're how can it be real
the ones you've called colorful, noble and proud
In your school propaganda, they starve in their
You've asked for my comment, I simply render

My country 'tis of thy you're dying

Now that the long houses breed
You us to send our toddlers away
To your schools where taught
To despise their

You them their languages, then further say
That history really began
When set sail out of Europe
Then that the nation of leeches that conquered this land
Are the biggest and bravest and boldest and

And yet in your history books is the tale
Of the genocide to this country's birth
Of the preachers who lied, how the of Rights failed

How a nation of returned to their earth
And where it tell of the Liberty Bell
As it with a thud o'er Kinzua mud
And of brave Uncle Sam in Alaska this

My country of thy people you're dying

Hear how the bargain was for the West
her shivering children in zero degrees
Blankets for your land, so the treaties
Oh well, blankets for land is a bargain

And the blankets were Uncle Sam had collected
From dying soldiers that day
And the tribes were wiped out and the books censored
A years of your statesmen have felt
It's this way

And yet a few of the have somehow survived
Their blood runs the redder though genes paled
From the Gran Canyon's caverns to sad hills
The wounded, the losers, the robbed their tale

From Los Angeles to upstate New York
The white nation fattens while others grow
Oh the tricked and evicted know what I mean

My country of thy people you're dying

The it just crumbled, the future just threatens
Our life blood shut up in chemical tanks
And now here you come, bill of sale in hands
And surprise in your eyes that we're lacking in

For the of civilization you've brought us
The lessons you've us, the ruin you've wrought us
Oh see what our trust in America's us

My country 'tis of thy people dying

Now that the pride of the sires receives
Now that we're harmless and safe behind
Now that my life's to be known as your
Now that even the have been robbed

Now that our own way is a novelty
on our hearts we salute you your victory
Choke on your blue white and scarlet
Pitying the blindness you've never seen

That the eagles of war wings lent you glory
They were never no more carrion crows
the wrens from their nest
Stole their eggs, changed story

The mockingbird sings it, it's all he knows
"Ah, can I do?", say a powerless few
a lump in your throat and a tear in your eye
Can't you see that their poverty's you?

My country 'tis of thy you're dying