Luyện nghe bài hát Hello Birmingham

Hold me down, I am floating away into the overcast
Over my home on election day
What is it Birmingham?
What is it about

Did the hate filled to build bunkers
In your red earth?
They want to build them in our shiny white
And now I've drawn closed the in this little booth

the truth has no place to stand
And I am feeling, oh, so
In this booth
With useless little lever in my hand

And outside my is bracing
For the killing thing
by the bridge
And praying for the next Doctor Martin King

It was one shot
the kitchen window
Just one or two miles here
If you fly like a

A bullet came to visit a
In his one safe

A bullet ensuring the right to
past his kid and his wife
And knocked his glasses right off of his

And the poured off the pulpit
Yeah, the blood poured down the picket
And the was immediate, yeah
And the was divine

So they and stuffed God
the barrel of a gun
And Him
They stuffed his son

Hello Birmingham; Buffalo
I heard you had some trouble there again
Just to let to know
That understands

I was once escorted through the
Of a clinic by a man in a vest
And no bombs went off day
So I am here to say

Birmingham, I'm you all of my best
Oh, Birmingham, I'm wishing you all of my
Oh, Birmingham, I'm you all of my best
On election day