Luyện nghe bài hát The Truth Famine

A red letter day for our industrial town
A minister's heading this way - he's us down
But what of my daughter - and of my son
Just how will they live when the factory's

Election day promises now null and
never rest 'til we're all unemployed
UB40's a book that you'll very hard to put down
The dormant screams - taunting the skies
Ghosts of the dream sustaining our lives
No job for my - no job for my son
How can I forgive them for they have done?

New statesmen composing the lies for tomorrow's page
What pays for the blunders they make - it's the mans wage.

day promises now null and void
They'll rest 'til we're all unemployed
UB40's a book that find very hard to put down
They've issued us all free rose tinted glasses
Job training - leisure management classes
No news is good when you live on the side of town.

The nadir of despair we have to is easy to gauge
Our children grow thinner and ever more bitter age.
From Newcastle's shipyards to Nottingham's
strip down our country and sell it in bits
Election day promises seemingly now and void
While microchip minds keep the grinding
We all hunt for that we've no chance of finding
No change in the everyday lives of the unemployed.

A red letter day for our industrial town
A minister's heading way - he's closing us down
But of my daughter - and what of my son
how will they live when the factory's gone?

Election day promises now and void
They'll never rest we're all unemployed
UB40's a book that you'll find hard to put down
They've issued us all free rose tinted glasses
Job training schemes - leisure management
No news is good you live on the wrong side of town.