Luyện nghe bài hát The Right To Reply

The house,
Looks for an to end all the violence.
The finally break silence,
There's white papers, and new institutions.
That still won't stop us, it's no
The right and the wing continue to bore,
With policies all heard before.
This is mankind now see how kills,
hitting back hard now you see how it feels.
They and preach examination tests,
So the political can order the rest,
Of the parasites,
Who live in a without hope,
To get in line, and stay there,
Then us they'll cope.
In the new Brirtain they pledge to invest,
In and communities with renewed interest.
To schools of education,
Not colleges of
A so perfcetly timed,
help for the helpless,
Their new strive,
For a stable society by 1995.
Meanwhile, we fight on in
Still to break through.
Their barriers of insanity and even now know it's true,
That to violence effectively,
has to unfold.
But, instead they to compensate, to lie and
collaborate, no interest in any true debate,
Their courts set up the fate, the new
units for the old custodial sentence.
Well we have listened to you for enough,
all your threats, and you ain't so tough.
You intimidate, punish the persistent hard-core offender.
You condemn more and less,
get no apologies ever.
In an of moral panic,
You us for fighting back.
But it's us that's been dragged through streets backwards,
shell-shocked and attacked.
The pressure's on law and order,
But we ain't started.
They may think have been tested,
But no way for we stand divided.
and more we're turning against our own,
How come? How we forgot?
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 smash callous plans.
I shall not work to build my
Nor decisions madeby fools,
For my or behalf.
As though I can't see or
Of which surrounds me,
As though I'm quite
With all that, that me.
I will not for another's gain,
Although it always up the same,
as though I can't see or hear,
As I'm content,
With everything disgusts me.
How can talk about low life?
Whilst they're the earth?
How can they away someone's freedom?
When they know what it's worth.
To the people feelings,
To not totally succeeding,
Those, shattered, torn, ripped in half,
And broken hearts are bleeding.
Yet still they and batter,
To them, man onslaught, not matter.
create society's whitewashed picture,
That is alright.
Then when people opinion, and object,
They show disgust, confusion and demonstrate
might.
Don't you dare for a moment, that it's only in a
Riot that we show discontent.
It's in so called criminal act,
That we our contempt.
You shove your outstanding promises, respect
I only have for the life.
That you destroy and time and time again,
I'm hoping for the hopeless,
And making for the lawless.