Luyện nghe bài hát Love Ire And Song

A teacher of mine told me that life was just a list of
Disappointments and defeats and you could only do your
And I said, "Well, that's a fucking cop out", you're washed up
And you're tired and when I get to age
Well, I won't be such a

But these days I sit at home, I'm known to at my TV
And punk rock didn't live up to what I'd hoped it could be
And all the things that I with all my heart when I was young
Are just coasters for beers and clean for drugs and
I've all my pamphlets with my Bibles at the back of the shelf

Well, it was bad enough, the feeling, the first it hit
When you realized parents let the world all go to shit
And that the values and for which so many fought and died
Had killed off in committees and left to die by the way side

But it was worse when we turned to the kids on the
And got let down again by poor excuse for protest
By fucking hippies in fifty different factions
Locked inside some kind of battle re-enactment
So I hung up my banners in and I head for the door

Oh, but once we young and we were crass enough to care
But I guess, you live and learn, we won't that mistake again
But surely just for one day we fight and we could win
And if only for a little while, we could on the impossible

Well, we've been a few hours drinking
So I'm going to say everyone's thinking
If we're stuck on ship and it's sinking
we might as well have a parade

Because if it's going to hurt in the morning
And a better yet to get forming
Then where's the harm
An in manning the old barricades

So come on, old friends, to the
be 1905 but not 1917, let's be heroes
Let's be martyrs, be radical thinkers
Who never to test drive the least of their dreams

Let's divide up the world into the damned and the
And ride to the valley the old Light Brigade
And straighten our backs and not be
And they'll celebrate our deaths with a parade

Leave the morning to the morning, can be killed
With aspirin tablets and pills
But memories of and of glorious defeat
Are a little bit harder to