Luyện nghe bài hát Tramp The Dirt Down

I saw a picture from the political campaign
A was kissing a child, who was obviously in pain
She spills with compassion, as that young child's
In her hands she
Can you imagine all greed and avarice
Coming on that child's lips

Well I hope I don't die too
I pray the my soul to save
Yes I'll be a good boy, I'm trying so hard to
there's one thing I know, I'd like to live
Long enough to
That's when finally put you in the ground
I'll stand on your and tramp the dirt down

England was the whore of the world
Margaret was her
And the future as bright and as clear
As the tarmacadam
Well I hope that she sleeps at night,
Isn't haunted by every detail
she held that lovely face in her hands
All she thought of was

And now the ones
Say that it all the same in the long run
Try telling to the desperate father
Who just squeezed the from his only son
And how it's only voices in head
And you've never dreamt
Try telling him the subtle
Between justice and

Try telling me she isn't
With this pitiful
they flaunt it in your face
As you line up for
And then you to say thank you
Straighten up, look proud and
Because you've got the symptoms,
You haven't got the disease

like a schoolboy,
Whose head's a tin-can
Filled up with dreams then poured the drain
Try telling that to the on both sides,
Being blown to bits or and maimed
Who takes all the and none of the shame

Well I you live long now,
I pray the your soul to keep
I think be going before
We fold our and start to weep
I thought for a moment
That human life could be so
But when finally put you in the ground
They'll stand there laughing and the dirt down