Luyện nghe bài hát The Homefront

Father lawn and mother peels the potatoes
Grandma lays the table
And a photograph of the unknown soldier
In this of holies, the home
And the tv an unwatched voice
Suggests the is to plant more trees
The on the wall says what about the workers
And the voice of the people says more salt

Mother head and reads aloud from the newspaper
As father puts another on the door
And reflects upon the violent times that we are in
While chatting the wife beater next door
If paradise to you is cheap beer and
Home truths are easily
Something that football fan knows
It only takes fingers to form a fist

And whenit here it rains so hard
But never hard enough to wash the sorrow
I'll my love today for a greater love tomorrow
The lonely child looks out and of independence
From this life sentence

Mother seesbut does not read the posters
And can't believe that there's a to be won
But in the public schools and in the houses
The battle of goes on
The of jam tomorrow
Is the new litany and verse
If it takes war to fill the churches of england
Then the world the meek inherit, what will it be