Luyện nghe bài hát Tramp The Dirt Down

I saw a picture from 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 greed and avarice
Coming on that child's lips

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

England was the whore 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
When she held that lovely in her hands
All she thought of was

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

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

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

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