Luyện nghe bài hát The Land, The Bread, And The People

Another economist playing
our life into a mess, you know
poverty you learned in a book.
Think really qualified to
off and theorize about the fears
you've even felt.
past to button up,
taste the fare on they sup and tighten your own belt.
Get in line with us a while, see ya watch
your health held in balance by the whim of the system.

Between and the privileged few
A fat dog chokes down than he can chew
A poor land's labours are a rich gain
Little Oliver again

The red scare has and gone,
a temporarily peaceful dawn finds us without a villain.
When the free market reigns will Lazarus cheer
and scream or will the new bosses' wage be the
What's it to buy and own when all is God's and God's alone,
does a father feed half his
Our glory is indeed our if our comfort breeds on others' pain.
feast would be better if it wasn't so lonely.

Theologies of liberation by mother's desperation,
the church condemns but little else.
sun and sister moon hear a starving
child's thanking God for all His goodness.
Across the the bitter mutter behind ivy walls and drawn
they plot to keep their own.
Moths and around us gather,
a slow descends a ladder.
Mercy received in the it was given.

Holy Father we all bread,
both heaven and your fields so green.
I know grace is man's first need,
but I can no longer the pain I've seen.
I am my keeper and that I'll always be.
I'll not my back be he stranger of blood
and a life of greed.
I am my sister's keeper and that always been.
Every day I've left her out in the