Luyện nghe bài hát Silver And Gold

In the shit house a
hands hold me down
Only the hunter was
In this tin can
Tin can

No stars in the black
Looks like the sky down
No sun in the
Looks like it's to the ground
to the ground
The warden
The is sold
If you a way out
Silver and

Broken to the ceiling
Broken nose to the
I scream at the silence, crawling
It crawls the door
a rope around my neck
And there's a trigger in gun
say something
I am someone, I am
I am

Captain and
In the ships
came to collect
Silver and
Silver and

Seen the coming and
Seen captains and the kings
See them navy uniforms
See them bright and things
shiny things

The temperature is
The fever hot
Mister, I got nothing
But it's more you got

no longer bind me
Not the shackles at my
are the prisoners
Inside the
Set free
Set free

A fighter in a corner is told
Hit where it
and gold
Silver and

Yep, silver and
This song was written in a hotel room in New York
'Round about the time a friend or ours, Steven,
Was putting together a record of artists apartheid
is a song written about a man
In a town outside of Johannesburg
A man sick of looking down
The barrel of South Africa
A man who is at the
Where he is ready to take up arms against his
A man who has lost faith in the of the west
While they argue and while fail to support a man
Like bishop Tutu and his for economic sanctions
Against Africa

Am I buggin' you, I mean to bug ya

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