Luyện nghe bài hát The Word Justice

A man stands up before his God and
his right hand and takes an oath
Swears he has in the line of duty
And he more than wants to tell the truth

But is a need to keep somethings a secret
Some weapons shipments, some private
In the future democracy will be
Behind doors

Now the men of who convene to determine
If war is a business or a crime
Are the men who routinely give their permission
For the of blood in security's name

And there is a need to keep some things a
The of some countries, the terms of some deals
And all the sound of the screams of the innocent
Beneath our
Does the justice mean anything to you?
Are the features of a lie beginning to come

In the streets of America the are buried
Caught in an of weapons and drugs
They live and die in the bowels of a business
That disguised as a war between The Crips and The

And there is a to keep some things a secret
The C.I.A. deals the source
And the government policies directly the drugs and our wars
the word justice mean anything to you?
As the battlefield comes and democracy falls through

I am waiting for the time to
When the will be real for everyone
And not just a word but a that can be done
Justice be won

Oh, oh, oh


Oh, oh, oh