Luyện nghe bài hát A Gospel

Handed down from to sons
Was the hatred of weakness and the love of
A of peace but not in our time
To save our and stop the crime

Onwards and but going nowhere
So how many now truthfully
That they do no evil, see no
The ad-mass agents, the of song
The bankers, the poets, the day seers
an issue that was never quite clear

Sent the ages of boy to man
The living of making a stand
Killing the wicked then the dead
Eating propaganda and spoon fed

Grasping for wisdom, but all the same
So how many now can claim
That play with fire and get burnt
And through the same mistakes never get
for a time it will fall to place
Faith show as our saving grace

down from God with love
Was the wide world and some above
But not content to share the
Greed was shown the winning

And those whose was the strongest of all
Took upon themselves to the call
That some work while other rest
Without the question of is best
The leaders, the and the kings
Pass the rifle butt tyranny brings

on over to the chosen few

Was the promise of freedom a breadline queue
Ghetto's, gateaux and it too
Forcing it all down with a brew
The amendment and the hunt for reds

A conscious contradiction something said
they see no evil with eyes shut tight
A cocaine culture that no fight
Dragged from birth, to death
The common excuse is just being

Hand us down before too late
The strength and wisdom to change our
Governed by evil and all it bring
I wait for the day they do the lamppost swing

And no should they be shown
For you cannot with the devil's own
They say, they no evil, hands clasped tight
To shut out the victims' screams of ol' Uncle Sam
He sweats and he as his boney frame comes

Into the of an innocent one