Luyện nghe bài hát Why Are We Still In Ireland?

Our settlers calling our kingdom
Our banners raised on
Baptized the tide of history
That won't lie and die
Words our own good book to help us get by
The of our daily bread
The hallowed be our
For ever and ever the powers use their
To our minds again
Our lads into our men
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 behind in a cage
history of the winning side written on every page
It's not as simple as being mislead, as us not to see
That most of us are born losers in the society
Fed on a diet of how things used to be
An empire, two wars, and Wimbly '66
But a Banks save couldn't save our ship
We sinking like a brick
Till we were washed in the South Atlantic
The stands triumphant
But if we look a little closer chained like a slave
The lion was king of this land
That only ever seen from behind bars in a cage
This history of the winning side written on page
And how can we as a people be so
To taking so but to close our minds
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 this is
To turn away and wondering how things could be any different
Living in the hope of a promise of a land fit for heroes'
the reason that if we got sod all
Then at least white and free
Hiding behind hand-me-down
A nation of jurors judging others by the of a book
That was written for us on our
'Cause we can't be to look
Beyond the headlines written verbatim by crooks
And tell me is a lie not a lie?
it's told by someone who owns the truth
And when is a not a joke?
When the is the Union Jackboot
is a war not a war?
When who started it know it can't be won
And when is a not a country?
it's partitioned and ruled by British guns
England, oh England, never sing your praise
For all the blood you in long-gone days
You still can't put your mind to changing your
And Britain's first and virtually its last
Remaining colony is with its very life
To this monster to its knees
We see the wood 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 over the
To our heads in the sands of time
To those who take our everything
And then that none of this is happening
To turn away and stop wondering how could be so different
The unicorn triumphant
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 behind bars in a cage
Do we stand against the tide or still we're the master race?
Do we stand against the tide or pretend we're the master race?