Luyện nghe bài hát Tramp The Dirt Down

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

Well I hope I don't die too
I pray the Lord my soul to
Yes I'll be a boy, I'm trying so hard to behave
Because one thing I know, I'd like to live
enough to savor
That's they finally put you in the ground
I'll stand on your grave and tramp the dirt

England was the whore of the world
Margaret was her
And the future looked as bright and as
As the tarmacadam
Well I hope that she sleeps at night,
haunted by every tiny detail
When she that lovely face in her hands
All she thought of was

And now the cynical
Say it all ends the same in the long run
Try telling to the desperate father
Who just squeezed the life his only son
And how it's only voices in head
And dreams you've never
Try him the subtle difference
Between justice and

Try me she isn't angry
this pitiful discontent
When they it in your face
As you up for punishment
And expect you to say thank you
Straighten up, look proud and
Because only got the symptoms,
You haven't got the whole

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

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