Luyện nghe bài hát Your Country

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

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

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

But all the garbage that they pour 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 gear?
Did it have to do with its people's will?
I don't know, I don't know, I know my dear

six in the morning, I'm down in New Orleans
Sister paintings on your they will speak to me
And up on we resume salutations
To the rest of local Connections

Now think about that sweet baby

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