Luyện nghe bài hát Religion

saw religion had freedom
from his shaven to his toes.
Then I heard and he spoke
his life was about to go.
Then I heard shout
"JOY be you"
but I think it off.
In place I heard no laughter
a cough.
Why the bells, the and
and what's thing?
No drums sounded out seemed to be -
mourning.

I think religion's like paper
that doesn't to be done.
Who puts a bandae on a when
no cut on the thumb.
Why glory to the poor man wearing
something like a
You the one that thinks he has
to bless.
Why's he carrying that big
crook? I wish from his sheep he would
unhook.

I think broke out with G-d
by breaking free their chains.
In flowed the spirit but so
out leaked fluid with their brains.
Yet they're surely on the crest of
G-d's moving wave.
Believing that he to speak
to heal, to save.
People throw away religion that's
a yolk.
Strapped around our and then be
FREE.

by Davyd Homan