Luyện nghe bài hát Nomenaland

we're dropplng down on the kids
they can't eat bombs and we know
but we're doing we're told
we're around in strategic bombers
an afterburner straight to hell
where napalms love that smell
my little girl she at horne
with my letter all alone
she to read closes her eyes
and she cries

my daddy me he was proud
my mummy's praying but not too
I wonder if the lord get the massage clear
oh be shure i'll come back
in a wodden box all black
a bullet between the eyes is all left for you

seven times I've my head but all I've got is
nomansland...nomansland...

and if generals sa y: don't worry
old assholes same old story and it's not true...