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

Another armchair playing
our life into a mess, what you
poverty you learned in a book.
Think you're really to
mouth off and theorize the fears
you've even felt.
Time's past to up,
taste the fare on which they sup and tighten own belt.
Get in with us a while, see ya humbly watch
your child's held in balance by the whim of the system.

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

The red scare has and gone,
a temporarily peaceful dawn us lost without a villain.
When the free market reigns supreme will Lazarus
and or will the new bosses' wage be the same?
What's it mean to buy and own when all is and God's alone,
does a 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 sister hear a starving
tune thanking God for all His goodness.
Across the seas the bitter mutter ivy walls and drawn
shutters plot to keep their own.
and worms around us gather,
a slow descends a ladder.
received in the measure it was given.

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