Luyện nghe bài hát The Bottom Line

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