Luyện nghe bài hát Rape of The Young

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey President
listens
Nobody listens 'til run out of luck

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

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

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

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

Cry for the sent to war
(Don't a soul)
Shed a for the one's 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 unborn
the rape of the young