Luyện nghe bài hát Tramp The Dirt Down

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

Well I hope I die too soon
I pray the my soul to save
Yes I'll be a boy, I'm trying so hard to behave
Because there's one thing I know, I'd like to
enough to savor
That's when they finally put you in the
stand on your grave and tramp the dirt down

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

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

Try telling me she angry
With pitiful discontent
they flaunt it in your face
As you up for punishment
And then you to say thank you
Straighten up, proud and pleased
Because only got the symptoms,
You haven't got the disease

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

Well I hope you long now,
I the Lord your soul to keep
I I'll be going before
We fold our arms and start to
I never thought for a
That human could be so cheap
But when they finally put you in the
They'll stand laughing and tramp the dirt down