Luyện nghe bài hát Take It From The Source

i was sitting in basil's with a and coffee
the world a fine place to be
when the man on my got up to leave
and left a little piece of his mind me
he said, "faggots you should be put in asylums"
now me, who takes the blame
for his being scared, so
that he fire his fear without an ounce of shame
happened to love thy neighbour?
nothing more than a worn out
are all men created or has this too become pass?
you don't need to your mouth for me to read your lips
i can the language displayed on your finger tip
they don't look before leap
they don't think before they
they just sharpen their on you and me
spit poison between perfect teeth

got to take it from the
look at it's coming from
you're got to it from the source
only wasted words on me
i i just don't measure up
strayed from the straight and narrow
so you lock me up, away the key
i don't live by your dress code
that's ok, heard it before
you can the wound i feel no pain
i don't need an suit
you're the one the ball and chain