Luyện nghe bài hát The Home Front

Father mows the lawn and Mother potatoes
Grandma the table alone
And adjusts a of the unknown soldier
In Holy of Holies the Home

And from the TV an voice
Suggests the answer is to plant trees
The scrawl on the wall what about the workers
And the of the people says more salt please

shakes her head and reads aloud from the newspaper
And Father another lock on the door
And reflects upon the times that we are living in
While chatting to the wife next door

If paradise to you is cheap and overtime
Home truths are missed
that every football fan knows
It only takes five fingers to a fist

And when it rains here, it so hard
But never hard enough to wash the sorrow
I'll trade my love today for a greater love
The lonely child looks out and dreams of
this family life sentence

Mother sees but not read the peeling posters
And can't believe that there's a to be won
But in the public schools and in the houses
The of Britian goes on

The promise of jam tomorrow
Is the New litany and verse
If it takes war to fill the churches of England
Then the world the inherit, what will it be worth

fights the tears and father, his sense of outrage
And to justify the sacrifice
To pass their creed to another generation
Anything for the life

In the Land of a Doses
Where nostalgia is the of the age
Our place in history is as clock
Old timers, window

Father mows the lawn and peels potatoes

And where's that photograph of the soldier
In this of Holies the Home

Father mows the lawn and peels potatoes
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And where's that photograph of the soldier
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