Luyện nghe bài hát Silver And Gold

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

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

Broken back to the
Broken nose to the
I at the silence, it's crawling
It under the door
There's a rope around my
And there's a in your gun
say something
I am someone, I am
I am

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

Seen the and going
Seen them and the kings
See navy blue uniforms
See them bright and things
shiny things

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

no longer bind me
Not the at my feet
Outside are the
the free
Set them
Set free

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

Yep, and gold
This song was written in a hotel room in New city
'Round about the a friend or ours, little Steven,
Was putting together a record of artists against
This is a song written a man
In a shanty town outside of
A man who's of looking down
The of white South Africa
A man who is at the
Where he is ready to take up against his oppressor
A man who has faith in the peacemakers of the west
While they argue and they fail to support a man
bishop Tutu and his request for economic sanctions
Against South

Am I buggin' you, I mean to bug ya

Okay Edge, the blues