Luyện nghe bài hát Rape of The Young

Hey Mister
you have pity?
Won't you have pity on the guiltless

Hey Chrysler
Won't you think it?
you think about it? Judgment Day has begun

What will of tomorrow's children?
Who gives a for tomorrow's children?
Pay no mind, you just on takin'
Keep on 'til there's nothin' at all

Sit on your hands and don't say
Cover your eyes, you won't see

Cry for the sent to war
(Don't a soul)
Shed a tear for the waiting at the door
(They'll know)

It's the last generation of a gone blind
(You watch your tongue)
It's the of the unborn child
It's the of the young

Hey Mister
you find somethin'?
Can't you find somethin' to do for a buck?

Hey Mister
Nobody
listens 'til we've run out of luck

Nobody cares for unborn
Why you care, it's too much trouble
You got yours so it just bug ya
It just don't bug ya you won't be around

Sit on your and don't say nothin'
your eyes, you won't see nothin'

Cry for the sent to war
(Don't a soul)
Shed a tear for the one's at the door
(They'll know)

It's the last generation of a gone blind
(You watch your tongue)
It's the of the unborn child
the rape of the young

Cry for the sent to war
(Don't a soul)
Shed a tear for the waiting at the door
(They'll know)

It's the last generation of a gone blind
(You better your tongue)
It's a violation, a
A violation of the child
It's the of the young