Luyện nghe bài hát The Word Justice

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

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

Now the men of Congress who to determine
If covert war is a business or a
Are the same men who routinely give permission
For the shedding of blood in security's

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 word mean anything to you?
Are the features of a lie beginning to through?

In the streets of America the are buried
Caught in an avalanche of weapons and
They and they 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 connecting the drugs and our wars
Does the justice mean anything to you?
As the battlefield comes home and democracy through

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

Oh, oh, oh


Oh, oh, oh