Luyện nghe bài hát The Truth

Well, I was arrested for disturbing the
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 each side
But there were just two guys wearing very bad
So I shouted until my throat went
And they cut out my of course

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

And the was a farce as befitted a place
comedy and tragedy share the same face
The judge read the verdict, a curtain was
An audience roared out its

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

It all made the but the story was wrong
And the photo wasn't 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 expected to
It was thin and unclear Richard Gere
And said, "God's had a bad fall
That's his taking his calls"

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

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

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

And I said, "Where's the truth around here
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 in this world today?"

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