Luyện nghe bài hát Roosevelt Room

Hey there, son of
Hey there, of Eve
me sing this tear gas riot song
For some fresh faced

They won't even know hit them
When they lift their Roman
And the sun comes pouring in
On a new day

You who the river
You who changed our mountain's
First we want back
Then we're over Washington State

You get as a consolation
You know only hate and
You paid a dowry for child bride
And now she's like a slave

A prayer came down the
It was all in the enemy's
You couldn't out what mercy meant
So you did you were told

When they sent the doctors
Once the went out
There was nothing left but the
And a with no sound

What What good are you
With Cherokee trail and your Roosevelt Room?
What What good are you
With cynical plague and your Arlington tomb?

Go ask Hunter
Go ask ghost
It all up with you
Once you get a little too old

Take a look in the mirror
It's a thing that you see
Your long but the day is young
It wasn't meant to be

There's no blankets for the
There's no oil in the
And I'd like to write my
But I can't the stamp

You me to pay my taxes
So you can propagate lie
While there's barefoot dudes down in New
Looking they're gonna die

You who the legends
You who all of my dreams
You who pinned all of the on
All those boys Omaha Beach

you haven't got too lazy
I know you your apple pie
Because the working poor you've been on
Are double shifts tonight

What good? What are you
With your cynical plague and your tomb?
What What good are you
With your Cherokee trail and Roosevelt Room?