Luyện nghe bài hát The Right To Reply

The house,
Looks for an to end all the violence.
The ungovernable break silence,
There's white papers, and new institutions.
That still stop us, it's no solution
The and the left wing continue to bore,
With pre-dated policies all before.
This is mankind now see how kills,
hitting back hard now you see how it feels.
They and preach examination tests,
So the privelaged can order the rest,
Of the parasites,
Who in a world without hope,
To get back in line, and there,
assure us they'll cope.
In the new violent Brirtain pledge to invest,
In skills and with renewed interest.
To schools of education,
Not of crime
A so perfcetly timed,
Providing for the helpless,
Their new strive,
For a stable society by 1995.
Meanwhile, we on in desparation
Still to break through.
Their of insanity and even now they know it's true,
That to violence effectively,
has to unfold.
But, they choose to compensate, to lie and
Then collaborate, no in any true debate,
Their courts set up the fate, the new
units for the old custodial sentence.
Well we listened to you for long enough,
Taken all your threats, and you so tough.
You intimidate, punish the persistent hard-core offender.
You more and understand less,
get no apologies ever.
In an atmosphere of panic,
You us for fighting back.
But it's us that's been through your streets backwards,
Battered and attacked.
The pressure's on law and order,
But we ain't started.
They may think they have tested,
But no way for we stand divided.
More and more turning against our own,
How come? How have we
That is the one thing they want us to do,
To
For the freedom we ain't got.
Some mug old folks and are SCUM
It's the one main thing that ain't done.
We can perfectly with our own problems,
By the law in to our own hands.
We can our own, young, the weak, and
Elderly, and therefore their callous plans.
I shall not to build my death
Nor have madeby fools,
For my or behalf.
As though I see or hear
Of which surrounds me,
As though I'm quite
With all that, that me.
I will not for another's gain,
it always ends up the same,
It's as though I see or hear,
As I'm content,
With everything disgusts me.
How can talk about low life?
Whilst they're destroying the
How can they take someone's freedom?
When they know what it's worth.
To the with feelings,
To not totally succeeding,
Those, shattered, torn, right in half,
And whose broken are bleeding.
Yet still bash and batter,
To them, man onslaught, not matter.
create society's whitewashed picture,
That is alright.
Then when voice opinion, and object,
They show disgust, and then demonstrate
might.
Don't you think for a moment, that it's only in a
Riot that we show discontent.
It's in every so criminal act,
we demonstrate our contempt.
You shove your outstanding promises, respect
I only respect for the life.
That you time and time and time again,
I'm still for the hopeless,
And excuses for the lawless.