Luyện nghe bài hát Where is Home?

After the funeral, breaking nuts
We sit and about the past
And in her voice, only
Her only son from her

In headline we are reminded
That this is not for us
In every we are reminded
That is not home for us

The second generation
Our of view not listened to
worlds and different rules
A of allegiance

Clinging to her Bible and her
And the memory of the way things
I don't see hope, I cannot
I with anger all the time
We all what they did to the black boy

In every we are reminded
That is not home for us

Where is it? is home?
is it? Where is home?

I'll walk modern tightrope
Of and belligerence
This and flag waving
Is me down

I to stamp on the face of every young policeman
To break the fingers of old judge
To cut off the feet of ballerina
But I

So I just sigh and I sulk
And I pretend there's nothing wrong
The teeth of world tear me in half
And everyday I must ask
Where, where,

is it? Where is home?
Where is it? Where is

In every headline we are
this is not home for us
In every we are reminded
this is not home for us