Luyện nghe bài hát We Can't Make It Here

Theres a Vietnam Vet with a sign
Sitting there by the left turn
The flag on his wheelchair flapping in the
One leg missing and hands free

No ones paying mind to him
The V.A. budgets just stretched so
And now theres more back from the Mideast war
We cant make it here

And that big ol building was the mill
That fed our kids and it our bills
But they turned us out and they the doors
we cant make it here anymore

You see pallets piled up on the loading dock
just gonna sit there til they rot
Cause theres nothing to ship, to pack
busted concrete and rusted tracks

Empty storefronts around the
Theres a needle in the and glass everywhere
You dont come here unless youre looking to score
We cant make it here

The still open but man its slow
The tip jars light and the low
The bartender dont much to say
The regular gets thinner each day

Some have maxed out all their cards
Some are working two jobs and living in
Minimum wage wont pay for a roof, pay for a drink
If you gotta have proof just try it Mr. C.E.O.
See how far 5.15 an will go
Take a part job at one your stores
I bet you cant it here anymore

And theres a high girl with a bourgeois dream
Just like the in the magazine
She found on the floor of the
A with kids can forget all that

If she comes up whatll she do
Forget the career and forget school
Can she live on Live on hope?
High on or hooked on dope
its way too late to just say no
You make it here anymore

Now Im stocking shirts in the Wal-Mart
Just the ones we made before
Cept this one came Singapore
I guess we cant it here anymore

Should I hate a for the shade of their skin
Or the shape of their or the shape Im in
Should I hate em for our jobs today
No I hate the men the jobs away

I can see them all now, haunt my dreams
All lily white and squeaky
Theyve never known want, theyll know need
Their shit stink and their kids wont bleed
kids wont bleed in their damn little war
And we make it here anymore

Will I work for food, I die for oil
Will for power and to us the spoils
The get to pay less tax
The poor get to fall through the cracks

So let em eat let em eat cake
Let em eat shit, it takes
They can join the Air Force or the Corps
If cant make it here anymore

So how it is, thats what we got
If the president wants to it or not
You can it in the paper, read it on the wall
it on the wind if youre listening at all
Get out of limo, look us in the eye
Call us on the cell phone us all why

In Dayton Ohio or Portland
Or a gin out on the great high plains
Thats closed down along with the school
And the and the swimming pool

Dust dance in the noonday heat
Theres rats in the alley and trash in the
Gang on a boxcar door
We cant make it anymore