Luyện nghe bài hát Freedom Slaves

I pledge no to your flag.
I feel I got me some damn reasons for feelin' bad.
Way they take ev'ry mother's son,
If you want freedom now, got to be won.
It's only bullets. It's a gun.
Ain't hurt no one.

I know what they must be thinkin'.
Makin' decisions on a hard drinkin'.
Momma, gon' your little boy.
make him 'to a man,
Make him a in a strange land.

Freedom
What you done
Freedom
With mother's son?
slaves
Can't ya see we're all freedom slaves?
slaves
What have you
Freedom
And all for one.
slaves
It's to see that we're all freedom slaves.

No sign of nor liberty
By takin' an Indian Nation, 'cause was all that we wanted to be.
All good people the Kingdom of the Sun.
to freedom. Now, there's work to be done.
It's only to know it's wrong.
Why did it go so

I don't what next they'll be killin',
Rapin' the land pollution and spillin'.
Here's to the tired, to the hungry, to the and the poor.
Is there no glory for and sores?

Who are those
So sittin' back of tables
POn their asses, lickin' labels, tryin' to me.
You'd think the way they act, the way they on,
think that I was the devil's Seventh Son.
But it's words. It's just a song.
Ain't hurt no one.

slaves.
slaves.
slaves.

Attention!
Face!
March!
Left, right, left, right, left, right.
momma, she was a....(fade out)