Luyện nghe bài hát Little Children

(David Christopher)

Dark broken lights
A boy on the corner with his hands high
He sees a gun an eye
But he'd rather get shot give it up

Works for a man
Who to get money when he sees him again
And if he doesn't die on the corner
It won't too long to catch him

Children throw lives away yeah
A more dying every day

Little man he ain't got a lot
But he'd sell his whole world just to get what got
He's not even sure if his body's
But if he gets a little higher he could fly

Little young lady her children play
two outside and one on the way
She seen her man in a thousand days
Since the police came and took him away

Children throw lives away
A more dying every day

Children throw lives away
A little dying every day

Children throw lives away yeah
A little dying every day

Sirens scream through the empty
to the scene of another mistake
One man on the edge of life
The other one in a bag

The watch the children think
That the bottom line is nothing's free
But it doesn't much to end a life
When the stop coming out straight

Children throw their lives
A little more day