Luyện nghe bài hát Your Country

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

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

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

But even all the that they pour over our eyes
Does not prevent us from living most magical of

What are all these countries and how did they
And who cut up the cake and who brought up all this
Did it have to do 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 on your wall they will speak to me
And up later on we resume
To the rest of local Tribal

Now think about that sweet baby

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