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 child's lips

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

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

And now the cynical
Say that it all ends the same in the run
Try that to the desperate father
Who squeezed the life from his only son
And how it's only in your head
And dreams you've dreamt
Try telling him the subtle
Between justice and

Try telling me she angry
this pitiful discontent
When flaunt it in your face
As you up for punishment
And then expect you to say you
up, look proud and pleased
Because you've got the symptoms,
You got the whole disease

like a schoolboy,
Whose head's like a
Filled up with then poured down the drain
Try telling that to the on both sides,
blown to bits or beaten and maimed
Who all the glory and none of the shame

I hope you live long now,
I pray the Lord soul to keep
I think I'll be going
We fold our arms and start to
I never thought for a
human life could be so cheap
But they finally put you in the ground
They'll there laughing and tramp the dirt down