Luyện nghe bài hát Nautical

The day civil glory dismembered my
I could have parted ribs and flesh a different kind of Red Sea
Drowned the ancient east in western custom
And the of all our pride and sentiments

Which turned out to be the thing
To a fashion that's ever been put on trial
turned out to be the closest thing
To a fashion trend that's ever put on trial

The rest was cast off as denial of and mastery
The ultimate form of treason is the treacherous use of
The use

Employed by the bastard sons of
Fore-fathers who keep this fire
With the flesh of their American daughters
Daughters, daughters,

will happen to our children when the least of us pass on?

Us who fought the of our country's crowded closet
Us who dropped the bombs on when we saw it wasn't flawless
Us whose youthful life was hostage to what did
Who fought the hardest to be swept under the

And I'm still a cigarette, softly smoking on the edge of a metal
I begged this place to let me and it whispered, "Burn away"