Luyện nghe bài hát Why Are We Still In Ireland?

Our settlers calling our great
Our banners raised on
Baptized the tide of history
That lie down and die
Words from our own book to help us get by
The sacrifice of our daily
The hallowed be our
For ever and ever the powers use glory
To our minds again
Our lads into our men
The unicorn triumphant
But if we look a little closer it's chained like a
The was crowned king of this land
That it's only ever seen behind bars in a cage
This history of the winning side 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 great
Fed on a of how grand things 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 triumphant
But if we look a little closer it's like a slave
The lion was crowned king of land
That it's only ever seen behind bars in a cage
history of the winning side written on every page
And how can we as a be so blind
To taking so much but to close our
To be so afraid of over the line
To our heads in the sands of time
To champion who take our everything
And pretend that none of this is
To turn away and stop wondering how could be any different
Living in the hope of a promise of a land fit for heroes'
With the reason if we got sod all
at least we're white and free
Hiding behind hand-me-down
A nation of jurors others by the color of a book
That was for us on our behalf
'Cause we can't be bothered to
Beyond the headlines written verbatim by government
And tell me when is a lie not a
When it's told by someone who owns the
And when is a joke not a
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 and ruled by British guns
England, oh England, never sing your praise
For all the blood you shed in days
You can't put your mind to changing your ways
And while Britain's first and its last
Remaining is fighting with its very life
To bring this to its knees
We can't see the wood through the trees who the is
And how we as a people be so blind
To so much but to close our minds
To be so afraid of over the line
To bury our heads in the of time
To champion who take our everything
And then pretend that none of this is
To turn away and wondering how things could be so different
The unicorn stands
But if we look a little it's chained like a slave
The lion was crowned of this land
That it's ever seen from behind bars in a cage
Do we stand against the tide or still pretend we're the master
Do we stand against the tide or still we're the master race?