Luyện nghe bài hát When We Were Boys At School

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

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

Teachers spoke of Hannibal and
and Nietzsche were more his fuel
Swastikas and
from his tender hands

But we watched in the
As the bully him up again
When we were at school

And he said, "My camouflage will me
be gray as the world is gray
Turn a government corridors
Behind which of a thousand
I delegate and rule, oh, little boys at school"

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

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

we were boys at school