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

Now that your big eyes have opened
Now that you're how must they feel
Meaning them you've chased across
movie screens

Now that you're wondering how can it be
That the ones you've called colorful, and proud
In your school propaganda, they in their splendor
You've asked for my comment, I will render

My country 'tis of thy people you're

Now that the long breed superstition
You force us to send our toddlers
To your schools where they're
To their traditions

You forbid them languages, then further say
That American history began
When set sail out of Europe
stress that the nation 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 country's birth
Of the who lied, how the Bill of Rights failed

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

My country 'tis of thy people dying

Hear how the bargain was made for the
With her shivering children in degrees
for your land, so the treaties attest
Oh well, blankets for land is a indeed

And the were those Uncle Sam had collected
From smallpox-diseased soldiers that day
And the tribes were wiped out and the history books
A hundred years of your statesmen have
It's better way

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

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

My country of thy people you're dying

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

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

My country 'tis of thy people you're

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

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

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

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

My 'tis of thy people you're dying