Luyện nghe bài hát The Apple Pie and The Knife

Shoulder to
How we've forgotten
Hand in hand, into the
No one remembers, the departed
How it all
And who is to
Shoulder to
Turned to toe
On and on and on we go
Fated and fixed in a vassalage
With the slut-shaming we create

After a of fighting and flat-lining
Clawing and for air
Bent over backwards to prove my backbone
Was actually
I got my foot in the
You call me a
I'm not a man
How many acts, how many
Will it you to want me just the way I am?

You the apple pie
But I'm the knife, too to swallow
You the seen-not-heard
But I'm the bullet, not the hollow

But I can be myself
And no one
they're braying

She's driving me bat
Those show her legs
proud of herself
LOOK! proud of herself
She be docile
She should her place
God, I'm sick of her
of a tightrope, it should be a clothesline
Instead of a microphone, it be air
Who gives a about Susan B. Anthony's fight for equality
at her hair!

Come on,
down
It's for show
Why all this nonsense of "who does she she is?"
That cocky bitch steal our husbands

It's a fight to the finish
girl, I hate to diminish your style
Thank god you got a smile
Is there any in me
Being who and I want to be?

Who have thought that a girl with a dream
Could be such a thing?
Why you so hard-up on making a
Where do you get off on being so
I didn't come here to win approval
I didn't come here for or fame
I to stand up for girls that you've beaten down
Over and over and over and over

This is distressed
She protest, "It shouldn't be like this"
I'm not the
I want to be like everybody else
You want the pie
But I'm the too sharp to swallow
You the seen-not-heard
But I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
NOT the hollow