Luyện nghe bài hát The Beat(en) Generation

When you cast eyes upon the skylines
Of this once proud
Can you sense the and the hatred
Growing in the hearts of its
And our youth, oh youth, are seduced
By the hands of politics and half truths

The generation, the beaten generation
Reared on a of prejudice and mis-information
The beaten generation, the generation
Open eyes, open your imagination

We're sedated by the gasoline fumes
And by the satellites
believing what is good and what is right
You may be worshiping the of mammon
Or lost in the prisons of
But can you still back to happiness
When you've nowhere to run?

The generation, the beaten generation
Reared on a diet of prejudice and
The beaten generation, the beaten
Open your eyes, open your

And if they send in the special
To deliver us from liberty and keep us peace
Then won't the sit ill upon their tongues
they tell us justice is being done
And that freedom lives in the barrels of a gun

The beaten generation, the generation
Reared on a diet of and mis-information
The generation, the beaten generation
Open your eyes, your imagination