Luyện nghe bài hát Soon We'll Be Dead

Soon be dead, I'll lay in my bed
made in my years, I won't shed a tear

We're all guilty
The dumb we all play
All and scarred, when did life get so hard?

We'll drink to lang syne,
fortified wine,
We'll drink to tymes olde pitchers of gold.

Soon be dead,
To we'll be wed,
slip on the ring, it ain't a big thing

And you may curse 'thee',
We're of mercy
And sometimes we fall; ya win them all.
(Or can you?)

pass out at dawn,
And of friends gone.
As the morbid embrace warms my face.

And soon be dead, (Yeah, soon we'll be dead)
Our brains and our heads, (My and my head)
They've always forgotten, when did get so rotten?

Soon be dead,
lay in my bed.
I've in my years, I won't shed a tear

we'll be dead, (Soon we'll be dead)
lay in our beds, (We'll lay in our beds)
We've in our years, we won't shed a tear.

we'll be dead,
Our and our heads,
They've always forgotten, when did get so rotten? (Yeah)

We shed a tear...

(If we leave the of tomorrow up to institutions like the World Trade Organization, the World Bank and the International Monetary Fund, we're dooming ourselves to a future of corporate feudalism and ecological catastrophe.)