Luyện nghe bài hát Your Country

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

Unfortunately there'll be no day
It would be of fun to see what they would have to say
When the God preached would actually be there
And all who like The Stooges would go to fucking hell

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

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

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

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

Now about that sweet baby girl

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