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 face
In her she grips
Can you imagine all greed and avarice
Coming down on that lips

Well I hope I don't die too
I the Lord my soul to save
Yes I'll be a good boy, I'm trying so hard to
Because there's one I know, I'd like to live
Long enough to
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
I hope that she sleeps well at night,
Isn't haunted by every detail
she held that lovely face in her hands
All she of was betrayal

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

Try telling me she angry
With this discontent
When they it in your face
As you up for punishment
And then expect you to say you
Straighten up, look and pleased
Because only got the symptoms,
You got the whole disease

like a schoolboy,
Whose head's a tin-can
Filled up with then poured down the drain
Try that to the boys on both sides,
Being to bits or beaten and maimed
Who takes all the glory and of the shame

Well I hope you long now,
I pray the Lord your soul to
I I'll be going 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 tramp the down