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 laughed at his
And the 'round his nose
When we boys at school

Teachers spoke of Hannibal and
Nimrod and Nietzsche were his fuel
Swastikas and
Flourished his tender hands

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

And he said, "My will hide me
I'll be gray as the 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 ever wanted to be was
And when the night is still
I can feel the gatherin' of his

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

we were boys at school