Luyện nghe bài hát When Rhetoric Dies

We the flags and statues to our mission
We've spoken out in and in campaigns
Talked and on almost every issue
Where oppression of the masses is the theme

But what does this to a little town in Iowa
Where the jobs have gone downstream down south and
Where their fingers used to to the bone all day
Profits rise and fall and starvation is a

Where is the food that used to cover table?
Where is the of pride at the end of the day to the face
Of a thriving corporation, what could a dying possibly say
On the face of every American

Is the constant fear that job won't remain
As the C.E.O. is his vacation
To kill or be killed is the nature of the
Stand in line take a you sell your soul

Then watch it into a pile of rubble that used to be
Your job, your life, family's daily bread dry
And malnourished kids
The house is for a degrading bid
Do we continue to talk or do we take a hammer to their