Luyện nghe bài hát The Truth

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

And I thought there'd be an army each side
But there were just two guys wearing very bad
So I shouted until my throat 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 your own
Or be heard over being built

And the was a farce as befitted a place
Where 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 fiction
the big guy that we have 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 God I love, He intoned from above
You sniff at free publicity

But it the voice, I'd expected 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 here
Where do and fiction, go their separate ways?
I that we were much too clever to pray
But the truth to find the truth?"

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

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

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

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