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

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

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

My country 'tis of thy people you're

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

You forbid their languages, then further say
That American history began
Columbus set sail out of Europe
Then stress that the nation of leeches that this land
Are the and bravest and boldest and best

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

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

My country 'tis of thy people dying

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

And the blankets were Uncle Sam had collected
From dying soldiers that day
And the tribes were wiped out and the history censored
A hundred of your statesmen have felt
better this way

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

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

My country 'tis of thy you're dying

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

For the blessings of civilization brought 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 people you're

Now that the pride of the sires receives
Now that harmless and safe behind laws
Now that my to be known as your 'Heritage'
Now that even the have been robbed

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

the eagles of war whose wings lent you glory
They were never no than carrion crows
Pushed the from their nest
their eggs, changed their story

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

My country 'tis of thy people dying