Luyện nghe bài hát Tiny Fish For Japan

[This song is not intended as a slur of any kind on the countries who
food products that our government won't let us eat. It is Stan's ironic
way of describing exactly the status of the Inland as seen through
the of many a fisherman our of a job. There IS a Norfolk Hotel - Stan
played there years ago. The village was dying then. Now have one of the
best Summer Theatre houses in Ontario, but that's consolation to the men
the boats.]
Where Patterson Creek's muddy run down
the penny arcades, by the harbour downtown,
All the old Turtlebacks in the rain
they never will leave there again.
But leave there they will in the before dawn,
out in the darkness without word or song;
For a few more years yet will work while they can
To tiny fish for Japan.
No white fish or trout here, we leave alone.
The raise hell if we take any home.
What kind of fisherman can't eat his
Or what he's taken his own?
But the plant works three shifts now. plenty of pay.
We seventeen tons of this garbage each day.
If we want to eat fish, we'll open a can,
And catch tiny for Japan.
In the Hotel over far too much beer,
The old remember when the water ran clear.
No poisons with names we can't understand
And no fish for Japan...
So the run together. Each one is the same.
And it's that the smelt have no lovelier name.
It's all just a job now, we'll work we can,
To tiny fish for Japan.
And we'll tiny fish for Japan.