Luyện nghe bài hát Why Are We Still In Ireland?

Our settlers our kingdom great
Our banners on high
Baptized the tide of history
That lie down and die
Words from our own good to help us get by
The sacrifice of our daily
The be our domain
For ever and ever the powers use their
To our minds again
Our growing into our men
The unicorn triumphant
But if we look a little closer chained like a slave
The was crowned king of this land
That it's only seen from behind bars in a cage
This of the winning side written on every page
not as simple as being mislead, as us not wanting to see
That of us are born losers in the great society
Fed on a diet of how things used to be
An empire, two world wars, and '66
But a Gordon Banks save couldn't our ship
We were sinking like a
Till we were washed ashore in the South
The unicorn stands
But if we a little closer it's chained like a slave
The lion was king of this land
That it's only ever seen from behind bars in a
This history of the winning side written on page
And how can we as a people be so
To taking so much but to close our
To be so afraid of stepping the line
To bury our heads in the sands of
To champion those who our everything
And pretend that none of is happening
To away and stop wondering how things could be any different
Living in the hope of a promise of a fit for heroes' needs
With the that if we got sod all
Then at we're white and free
Hiding behind hand-me-down
A of jurors judging others by the color of a book
That was written for us on our
we can't be bothered to look
Beyond the headlines written verbatim by government
And tell me when is a lie not a
When it's told by someone who the truth
And is a joke not a joke?
the punchline is the Union Jackboot
When is a war not a
When who started it know it can't be won
And when is a country not a
When it's partitioned and ruled by British
England, oh England, I'll sing your praise
For all the you shed in long-gone days
You still can't put your to changing your ways
And while Britain's first and virtually its
Remaining colony is fighting with its very
To bring this monster to its
We can't see the through the trees who the monster is
And how could we as a people be so
To taking so much but to our minds
To be so afraid of stepping the line
To our heads in the sands of time
To champion those who take our
And then pretend that of this is happening
To away and stop wondering how things could be so different
The unicorn stands
But if we look a closer it's chained like a slave
The lion was crowned king of this
That it's only ever seen from bars in a cage
Do we stand against the tide or still pretend the master race?
Do we stand against the tide or still pretend we're the master