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 holy of holies, the home
And the tv an unwatched voice
Suggests the answer is to plant more
The scrawl on the wall says what the workers
And the of the people says more salt please

Mother shakesher head and aloud from the newspaper
As father another lock on the door
And upon the violent times that we are living in
While chatting with the wife next door
If paradise to you is cheap and overtime
Home truths are easily
Something every football fan knows
It takes five fingers to form a fist

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

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