Luyện nghe bài hát Nasty Rumors

I'm in the flat lands
i see it all
the weather's still the
since i've grown

i've been
all the world
the weather's the same
like at

I'm in the land of freedom
liberty roams
ain't no in the seasons
no drying lawns

Global a nasty rumor
i got no sense
for that of humor

communists
try to my freedom
by changing seasons

And everywhere i've
i've shakles on men
must be by a of armoury
that's why my weather's