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

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

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

My country of thy people you're dying

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

You forbid their languages, then further say
American history really began
When Columbus set sail out of
Then stress that the nation of leeches that conquered this
Are the biggest and bravest and and best

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

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

My country of thy people you're dying

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

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

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

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

My 'tis of thy people you're dying

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

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

My country of thy people you're dying

Now the pride of the sires receives charity
Now that we're harmless and behind laws
Now that my life's to be as your 'Heritage'
Now even the graves 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 that you've never seen

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

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

My country 'tis of thy people dying