Luyện nghe bài hát The Word Justice

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

But there is a need to keep somethings a
Some shipments, some private wars
In the future democracy be defended
closed doors

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

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

In the streets of the children are buried
Caught in an avalanche of weapons and
They live and they die in the bowels of a
That as a war between The Crips and The Bloods

And there is a need to some things a secret
The C.I.A. protecting the source
And the government policies directly connecting the drugs and our
Does the justice mean anything to you?
As the battlefield comes home and democracy through

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

Oh, oh, oh


Oh, oh, oh