Luyện nghe bài hát Silver And Gold

In the shit house a
Praying hands me down
the hunter was hunted
In this tin can
Tin can

No in the black night
like the sky fell down
No sun in the
Looks like chained to the ground
to the ground
The warden
The is sold
If you a way out
Silver and

Broken back to the
Broken nose to the
I scream at the silence, it's
It crawls the door
There's a around my neck
And a trigger in your gun
say something
I am someone, I am
I am

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

Seen the coming and
Seen captains and the kings
See them navy blue
See them bright and things
Bright things

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

Chains no longer me
Not the shackles at my
Outside are the
Inside the
Set free
Set free

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

Yep, silver and
This song was written in a room in New York city
'Round the time a friend or ours, little Steven,
Was putting together a record of against apartheid
This is a song about a man
In a shanty town outside of
A man who's sick of looking
The of white 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 peacemakers of the
While they argue and while fail to support a man
Like bishop Tutu and his request for economic
South Africa

Am I buggin' you, I don't to bug ya

Okay Edge, play the