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

Another economist playing
our life a mess, what you know
poverty you learned in a book.
Think you're qualified to
mouth off and about the fears
never even felt.
Time's past to up,
the fare on which they sup and tighten your own belt.
Get in line us a while, see ya humbly watch
child's health held in balance by the whim of the system.

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

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

Theologies of liberation formed by desperation,
the church condemns but offers else.
Brother sun and moon hear a starving
child's tune God for all His goodness.
Across the seas the mutter behind ivy walls and drawn
they plot to keep their own.
Moths and worms us gather,
a slow descends a ladder.
received in the measure it was given.

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