Luyện nghe bài hát The Truth

Well, I was arrested for the peace
But hey, I was the war
I was a small white handkerchief
Singing, "Please, fight, no more"

And I thought that there'd be an army each
But were just two guys wearing very bad ties
So I shouted until my went hoarse
And they cut out my voicebox of

I was taken to court in a of gold
Where silence is a sign of guilt
Where you can't out in your own defense
Or be heard over worlds built

And the trial was a farce as a place
Where comedy and tragedy share the face
The judge read the verdict, a curtain was
An audience out its praise

And I said, "Where's the truth around today?
Where do fact and fiction
Who's the big guy that we to pay
To find the truth, to the truth?"

It all made the news but the story was
And the wasn't even of me
And the great God I love, He intoned from
You shouldn't sniff at publicity

But it wasn't the voice, I'd to hear
It was and unclear like Richard Gere
And somebody said, "God's had a bad
That's his manager his calls"

And I said, "Where's the truth around today?
do fact and fiction, go their separate ways?
I know that we were much too to pray
But the truth to find the truth?"

I was put in a cell for the whole
But my mind was just as as could be
said, "Just your body's enchained"
And you can guess how encouraged me

So I wandered and roamed for the of my days
I was my name, I was apportioning blame
When I up, it was all a dream, all was well
When I woke up, I woke up in my

And I said, "Where's the truth here today?
do fact and fiction separate?
And no one to be the one to say
Where's the truth, see where's the
See where's the truth in this today?"

I was arrested for the peace
And I was the war
I was a small white handkerchief
I was singing, "Please, fight, any more"