Luyện nghe bài hát The Pause of Mr. Claus

words and music by Guthrie

This next song we're to dedicate to a great American
organization. Tonight I'd like to dedicate this to our
in the FBI.

Well, a minute. It's hard to be an FBI man. I mean, first
of all, being an FBI man, you to be over 40 years old.
And the reason is that it takes at least 25 with the
organization to be much of a bastard. It's true. You just
can't join, you know. It needs an atmosphere where
natural bastardness can grow and and take a
shape in today's complex society.

But that's not why I to dedicate the song to the FBI. I
mean, the job that have to do is a drag. I mean, they have
to follow people around, you know. That's of their job.
me around.

I'm out on the highway and I'm drivin' down the and I
run out of gasoline. I over to the side of the road. They
gotta pull over too - believe that they ran out, you
know.

I go to get some gasoline. They have to figure out
they should stick with the car or follow me. Suppose I
come back and stayin' with the car.

Or if I fly on the airplanes, I could fly fare because I'm 12
to 22. And they gotta pay the full fare. But the thing is
when you pay the full fare, you to get on the airplane
first, so that they know how many are left over for the
half fare kids. And sometimes there aren't any seats
left over, and sometimes there are, but that mean that
you to go.

Suppose he gets on and fills up the last seat, so you can't
get on. Then he gets off you can get on. What's he gonna
do?

Well, a drag for him. But that's not why I want to dedicate
the to the FBI.

During hard days and hard weeks, everybody always
has it bad in a while. You know, you have a bad time of
it, and you always have a friend who "Hey man, you
ain't got it that bad. Look at that guy." And you at
guy, and he's got it than you. And it makes you feel
that there's somebody that's got it worse than you.

But think of the last guy. For one minute, of the last
guy. Nobody's got it worse than guy. Nobody in the
world. That guy...he's so alone in the world that he
doesn't have a street to lay in for a truck to run him over.
He's out there with nothin'. Nothin's for that cat.

And all he has to do to create a little excitement in his
own life is to bum a dime somewhere, call up the FBI.
Say "FBl?", say "Yes", say "I dig Uncle Ho and Chair-
man Mao, and friends are comin' over for dinner" (click)
up the phone.

And within two minutes, and not two from when he
up the phone, but two minutes from when he first put
the dime in, got 30,000 feet of tape rollin'; files on tape;
pictures, movies, dramas, actions on tape. But they send
out a half a million people all the entire world, the globe,
they find out all they can this guy.

'Cause there's a number of questions in the guy. I
mean, if he was the last guy in the world, how'd he get a
to call the FBI? There are of people that aren't the last
guys that get dimes. He comes along and he gets a dime.

I mean, if he had to bum a dime to the FBI, how was he
serve dinner for all of those people? How could the
last guy make dinner for all those people. And if he
make dinner, and was gonna make dinner, why did he
the FBI?

They find out all of those within two minutes. And
that's a great thing about America. I mean, is the only
country in the world...l mean, well, it's not the country
in the world that could stuff out in two minutes, but it's
the only country in the world would take two minutes
for guy.

countries would say "Hey, he's the last guy...screw
him", you know? But in America, is no discrimination,
and is no hypocrisy,'cause they'll get anybody. And that's
a wonderful thing America.

And that's why I'd like to dedicate it to every FBI
man in the audience. I you can't say nothin', you know,
you can't get up and say "Hi!" cause then everybody
that you're an FBI man and a drag for you and your
friends.

They're not really your friends, are I mean, so you can't
get up and say nothin' 'cause other wise, you get sent
to the factory and that's a drag for you and it's an
expense for the government, and that's a for you.

We're gonna sing you this Christmas carol. for all you
bastards out there in the tonight. It's called "The
of Mr. Claus".

Why do you sit so strange?
Is it you are beautiful?
You must think you are
Why do police guys beat on guys?

You must think Clause weird
He has long and a beard
Giving his for free
Why do police guys mess peace guys?

Let's get Santa 'cause;
Clause has a red suit
He's a
And a beard, and long
be a pacifist
What's in the pipe that he's

Mister Clause sneaks in home at night.
He must be a dope fiend, to put you up
Why do police guys beat on guys?