Luyện nghe bài hát Nautical

The day civil dismembered my civility
I could have parted ribs and flesh a different kind of Red Sea
Drowned the ancient east in custom progress
And the least of all our and sentiments

Which out to be the closest thing
To a trend that's ever been put on trial
Which out to be the closest thing
To a fashion trend ever been put on trial

The was cast off as denial of statehood and mastery
The ultimate form of is the treacherous use of reason
The use

by the bastard sons of American
Fore-fathers who keep this fire
the flesh of their would-be American daughters
Daughters, daughters,

What will happen to our when the least of us pass on?

Us who fought the monsters of our country's crowded
Us who the bombs on goodness when we saw it wasn't flawless
Us whose youthful life was hostage to harm did
Who fought the hardest to be swept the carpet

And I'm still a cigarette, softly smoking on the edge of a ashtray
I begged this to let me burn and it whispered, "Burn away"