Luyện nghe bài hát Your Country

Your country raised you, country fed you
And just like any other country it break you
On front line send you, tax the out you
And like any other country, it will lock you, up you

Unfortunately be no judgment day
It would be kind of fun to see what they would to say
When the God they preached would be there
And all who didn't like The Stooges would go to fucking

Your country you, your country fed you
And just like any other country it break you
On front line you, tax the hell out you
And like any other country, it will fuck you, up you

But even all the garbage that they pour our eyes
Does not prevent us from living most of life's

What are all these countries and how did they
And who cut up the cake and who up all this gear?
Did it to do anything with its people's will?
I don't know, I know, I don't know my dear

It's six in the morning, I'm down in New
Sister paintings on your wall they will to me
And up later on we salutations
To the rest of Tribal Connections

Now think about that sweet baby

baby girl, sweet baby girl
Sweet girl, sweet baby girl