Luyện nghe bài hát Why Are We Still In Ireland?

Our calling our kingdom great
Our raised on high
with the tide of history
That won't lie and die
Words from our own good book to us get by
The sacrifice of our daily
The hallowed be our
For ever and ever the use their glory
To our minds again
Our lads into our men
The unicorn triumphant
But if we a little closer it's chained like a slave
The was crowned king of this land
That it's only ever from behind bars in a cage
This history of the side written on every page
It's not as as being mislead, as us not wanting 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 world wars, and '66
But a Gordon Banks save couldn't save our
We were sinking like a
Till we were washed in the South Atlantic
The unicorn triumphant
But if we a little closer it's chained like a slave
The lion was crowned king of land
That it's only ever seen from behind bars in a
This history of the winning side on every page
And how can we as a people be so
To taking so much but to close our
To be so of stepping over the line
To bury our heads in the sands of
To champion those who take our
And pretend 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 least we're white and
Hiding behind bigotry
A nation of jurors judging by the color of a book
That was written for us on our
'Cause we can't be bothered to
Beyond the headlines verbatim by government crooks
And tell me when is a lie not a
When told by someone who owns the truth
And is a joke not a joke?
the punchline is the Union Jackboot
When is a war not a
When those who it know it can't be won
And when is a country not a
When it's and ruled by British guns
England, oh England, I'll never sing your
For all the blood you in long-gone days
You still can't put mind to changing your ways
And while Britain's first and virtually its
colony is fighting with its very life
To bring 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 the line
To bury our heads in the of time
To champion those who our everything
And then pretend that none of is happening
To turn away and stop how things could be so different
The unicorn triumphant
But if we look a little closer it's chained like a
The lion was crowned of this land
That it's only ever seen behind bars in a cage
Do we stand the tide or still pretend we're the master race?
Do we stand against the tide or still pretend we're the master