Luyện nghe bài hát Stranger To The Season

A man without a job is a to the seasons
The rain will soak you like the worst November brings
And we're tired of the excuses and the carefully worded
Winter there's no Summer
Without Autumn no Spring.

When the factories close down the life bleeds the town.
Some politicians tells us, 'move and build home',
But weren't they in to lead us?
No one they had to feed us.
If get us back our jobs
we would take care of our own.

For a man a job
Is a stranger to the
No music to the cycle of the changes he hear.
Like a without a drummer
There's no Winter, Spring, or
There's no rhythm to the of the
Months that the year.

Everyone is for the millions
Who keep
Whose season at Autumn
And only colour's grey
we get by on the dole
It the body, starves the soul
And stirs the that's growing
In the who've been betrayed.