Luyện nghe bài hát Call Me

Here we are in
Could be it's all an
Who knows the times to
The to face, the race to run

We in the graven image
We believe in the to the finish
We desire the dollar
The pound of flesh, the collar
Lick the hand, we give our to dogs

we are in the years
The blood, the sweat, the
Have made us slaves
In a that we never made

The politicians lick bones
The tacticians, of stone
They turn us against our
Make us and kill each other
Locked in lust we put our trust in

Now here we are
The dead still the same
Who cares they're soon
Nobody gonna miss a that's rotten

Your fathers, daughters, mothers and
Have been by the chosen ones
But don't you made the choice
You your mark, you raised your voice
They're all the same, you're all to
They're all the same, you're all to
all the same and you're to blame, you're dogs, dogs