Luyện nghe bài hát The Bottom Line

Coming out of the womb the feels like a tomb
Wee heavily
From the to the grave, wee always slaves
Always tugging at
See the and the poverty
And how they it
While wee breakin?our tryin?to pay back
Loans made to
And I don why we sacrifice our children
But it from your premises
Theye just dollars and cents, theye resources to expend
Somewhere there a bottom more important than yours
The financial vultures have built a
That us against our brothers
And wel bleed as long as greed
Can hide freedom cover
Their debt a source of constant grief
To those who bear it
While the money flows more than back and forth
From the of free trade servants
Little born in a cemetary
All around her is dead and
Born a world devoid of hope
Little girl born in a
nothing of the burden shel carry
Your accounting owes her more than