Luyện nghe bài hát Tramp The Dirt Down

I saw a newspaper picture from the campaign
A was kissing a child, who was obviously in pain
She spills compassion, as that young child's face
In her she grips
Can you all that greed and avarice
Coming down on that child's

Well I hope I die too soon
I pray the Lord my soul to
Yes I'll be a good boy, I'm trying so hard to
Because there's one thing I know, I'd to live
Long to savor
when they finally put you in the ground
I'll stand on grave and tramp the dirt down

When England was the of the world
was her madam
And the future looked as bright and as
As the tarmacadam
Well I that she sleeps well at night,
Isn't haunted by every tiny
When she that lovely face in her hands
All she of was betrayal

And now the ones
Say that it all ends the same in the run
Try telling that to the father
Who just squeezed the life his only son
And how it's only voices in head
And dreams never dreamt
Try him the subtle difference
Between and contempt

Try telling me she angry
With this pitiful
When they flaunt it in face
As you up for punishment
And expect you to say thank you
Straighten up, proud and pleased
you've only got the symptoms,
You got the whole disease

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

I hope you live long now,
I pray the Lord soul to keep
I think I'll be before
We our arms and start to weep
I thought for a moment
That life could be so cheap
But when they put you in the ground
They'll stand there laughing and the dirt down