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

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

Now you're wondering how can it be real
That the ones called colorful, noble and proud
In your propaganda, they starve in their splendor
asked for my comment, I simply will render

My country of thy people you're dying

Now that the long breed superstition
You force us to send our away
To schools where they're taught
To despise traditions

You them their languages, then further say
That American history really
When Columbus set out of Europe
Then stress that the of leeches that conquered this land
Are the biggest and and boldest and best

And yet where in your books is the tale
Of the genocide basic to this birth
Of the who lied, how the Bill of Rights failed

How a nation of patriots returned to their
And where will it tell of the Liberty
As it rang with a thud o'er mud
And of Uncle Sam in Alaska this year

My 'tis of thy people you're dying

how the bargain was made for the West
With her children in zero degrees
Blankets for your land, so the attest
Oh well, for land is a bargain indeed

And the blankets were those Uncle Sam had
From smallpox-diseased dying that day
And the were wiped out and the history books censored
A hundred years of your statesmen felt
It's better way

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

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

My country 'tis of thy people you're

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

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

My country 'tis of thy you're dying

Now that the pride of the sires charity
Now that we're harmless and safe behind
Now that my to be known as your 'Heritage'
Now that the graves have been robbed

Now that our own chosen way is a
on our hearts we salute you your victory
Choke on your blue white and hypocrisy
Pitying the blindness that you've seen

That the eagles of war wings lent you glory
They were no more than carrion crows
Pushed the wrens their nest
Stole their eggs, changed story

The sings it, it's all that he knows
"Ah, can I do?", say a powerless few
With a lump in throat and a tear in your eye
you see that their poverty's profiting you?

My country 'tis of thy people you're