Luyện nghe bài hát Ricochet

Like weeds on a rockface for the scythe
- ricochet
The world is on a corner for jobs
- ricochet
Turn the holy pictures so they face the
And who can bear to be
And who can bear to be

of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons, are the crimes
Men wait for news while thousands are asleep
Dreaming of factories pieces of machinery
Mine things like that
March of flowers, march of
These are the prisons, these are the
Sound of thunder, of gold
Sound of the devil parole
- it's not the end of the world

Sound of thunder, sound of
Sound of the devil parole
Ricochet -
are the prisons these are the crimes
Teaching life in a new way
- ricochet
Turn the holy pictures so face the wall
And who can to be forgotten
And who can to be forgotten

of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons, are the crimes
Early, before the sun, they off to the gates
In their secret fearful they see their lives
Unravelling them
of flowers - march of dimes
These are the prisons, are the crimes
of thunder, sound of gold
Sound of the breaking parole
Ricochet it's not the end of the

That's they get home, damp eyed and weary
smile and crush their children to their heaving chests
Making promises
For who can to be forgotten