Luyện nghe bài hát Why Are We Still In Ireland?

Our calling our kingdom great
Our banners on high
Baptized the tide of history
That lie down and die
Words from our own book to help us get by
The of our daily bread
The hallowed be our
For ever and ever the use their glory
To our minds again
Our lads into our men
The stands triumphant
But if we look a little closer it's like a slave
The lion was king of this land
That it's only ever seen from behind in a cage
This history of the 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 grand used to be
An empire, two wars, and Wimbly '66
But a Gordon Banks save couldn't our ship
We sinking like a brick
Till we were ashore in the South Atlantic
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 behind bars in a cage
This of the winning side written on every page
And how can we as a people be so
To so much but to close our minds
To be so of stepping over the line
To bury our in the sands of time
To those who take our everything
And that none of this is happening
To turn away and stop how things could be any different
Living in the hope of a promise of a land fit for needs
the reason that if we got sod all
Then at we're white and free
Hiding behind bigotry
A nation of jurors judging others by the of a book
was written for us on our behalf
'Cause we can't be to look
Beyond the headlines written by government crooks
And tell me when is a lie not a
When it's told by who owns the truth
And is a joke not a joke?
When the punchline is the Jackboot
When is a war not a
When those who it know it can't be won
And when is a not a country?
When it's partitioned and ruled by British
England, oh England, I'll never sing praise
For all the blood you in long-gone days
You can't put your mind to changing your ways
And while Britain's first and its last
Remaining colony is fighting with its very
To this monster to its knees
We can't see the through the trees who the monster is
And how could we as a people be so
To so much but to close our minds
To be so afraid of stepping the line
To bury our heads in the sands of
To champion who take our everything
And then pretend none of this is happening
To turn away and stop how things could be so different
The unicorn stands
But if we look a little it's chained like a slave
The lion was king of this land
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?