Luyện nghe bài hát The Home Front

Father mows the lawn and peels potatoes
Grandma lays the alone
And adjusts a photograph of the unknown
In this of Holies the Home

And from the TV an voice
Suggests the is to plant more trees
The scrawl on the wall says what about the
And the of the people says more salt please

Mother shakes her head and reads from the newspaper
And Father puts another on the door
And upon the violent times that we are living in
While to the wife beater next door

If paradise to you is beer and overtime
Home truths are easily
that every football fan knows
It only five fingers to form a fist

And when it rains here, it so hard
But hard enough to wash away the sorrow
I'll trade my love today for a greater love
The lonely child out and dreams of independence
From family life sentence

sees but does not read the peeling posters
And can't that there's a world to be won
But in the public schools and in the public
The Battle of Britian on

The constant promise of jam
Is the New Breeds and verse
If it takes another war to the churches of England
the world the meek inherit, what will it be worth

Mother fights the and father, his sense of outrage
And attempts to justify the
To pass their creed down to generation
Anything for the life

In the Land of a Doses
nostalgia is the opium of the age
Our place in history is as clock
Old timers, window

Father mows the lawn and Mother potatoes

And where's that photograph of the unknown
In Holy of Holies the Home

Father mows the lawn and peels potatoes
Grandma
And where's photograph of the unknown soldier
In Holy