Luyện nghe bài hát Roosevelt Room

Hey there, son of
Hey there, of Eve
Help me sing tear gas riot song
For some faced police

They won't even know what hit
When they their Roman shades
And the people's sun comes in
On a new day

You who the river
You who changed our name
First we want back
Then we're taking over State

You get as a consolation
You know only and rage
You a dowry for your child bride
And now she's living a slave

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

When they sent the doctors
Once the fireball out
There was left but the cockroaches
And a with no sound

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

Go ask Thompson
Go ask Hemingway's
It all up with you
you get just a little too old

Take a hard in the mirror
It's a thing you cannot see
Your shadow's but the day is young
It wasn't meant to be

no blankets for the winter
There's no oil in the
And I'd to write my congressman
But I afford the stamp

You me to pay my taxes
So you can your lie
While there's barefoot down in New Orleans
Looking like they're die

You who quote the
You who all of my dreams
You who all of the medals on
All those boys from Omaha

Hope you haven't got too
I know you like your pie
Because the working poor you've been on
Are doing double shifts

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