Luyện nghe bài hát When We Were Boys At School

All he ever to do was harm
All he ever to be was cruel
At 12 years old, marked his brow
And he said, "I a mission now"

But we laughed at his
And the 'round his nose
When we were boys at

Teachers spoke of and Hector
and Nietzsche were more his fuel
Swastikas and
Flourished his tender hands

But we in the rain
As the bully him up again
When we were boys at

And he said, "My camouflage hide me
I'll be gray as the is gray
a thousand government corridors
Behind which of a thousand
Will I and rule, oh, little boys at school"

All he ever to do was harm
All he ever wanted to be was
And sometimes when the night is
I can feel the of his will

I can feel him flex the strings of
And grope to his hour
But we laughed at the
And the frayed on his shirt

When we were boys at