Luyện nghe bài hát Wild on the Streets

The words of on the tongue of a snake
With a democratic face and paid for by the lies of the state
a human trait well under the heels of a tyranny waits
A long forgotten
And revolution is the ultimate fate of the and the gun
Nowhere to run is like fun
Out in the heat, on the streets
Wild on the streets, on the streets
People listen to the words of a
To lie you have to
hey tell it again
The pay no heed
We equality but what do we get
and ballots again
Roll in your grave Beethoven and the death beat on
Nowhere to run is nothing fun
Out in the heat, Wild on the
Wild on the streets, wild on the
On leather jackets and chain
In walls of mortar and
These are the of our fate inscribed
twelve feet high
Here are the free men who the earth
Here are the words died
Buried under six feet of dirt and the death marches on
Nowhere to run is like fun
Out in the heat, on the streets
Wild on the streets, wild on the