Luyện nghe bài hát Soon We'll Be Dead

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

all guilty anyways
The dumb we all play
All tarnished and scarred, when did get so hard?

We'll to aulde lang syne,
With wine,
drink to tymes olde from pitchers of gold.

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

And though you may 'thee',
angels 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 over my face.

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

Soon be dead,
lay in my bed.
I've made in my years, I won't 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 forgotten, when did life get so rotten? (Yeah)

We won't a tear...

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