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 side
But there were just two guys wearing very bad
So I shouted my throat went hoarse
And cut out my voicebox of course

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

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

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

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

But it the voice, I'd expected to hear
It was thin and unclear like Gere
And somebody said, "God's had a bad
That's his taking his calls"

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

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

So I wandered and for the rest of my days
I was clearing my name, I was blame
When I woke up, it was all a dream, all was
When I woke up, I up in my cell

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

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