Luyện nghe bài hát The Bottom Line

Coming out of the womb the world like a tomb
Wee indebted
From the cradle to the grave, wee slaves
tugging at credit
See the misery and the
And how they it
While wee breakin?our tryin?to pay back
Loans to dictators
And I don why we sacrifice our children
But it follows your premises
Theye just dollars and cents, theye just to expend
there a bottom line more important than yours
The financial vultures built a culture
That pits us our brothers
And wel always bleed as as greed
Can hide under freedom
Their debt relief a source of constant
To those who it burden
While the money flows North than back and forth
From the of free trade servants
Little born in a cemetary
All around her is dead and
Born into a world devoid of
Little born in a cemetary
Knowing nothing of the burden shel
Your accounting owes her more than