Luyện nghe bài hát Brother

It's been a long dry season in tinderbox
And the ghetto cars go cruising up and down and and round
With tinted windows and the of tires
Poverty to ride in the best disguise
The boys get bored, set to the sheds at the end of my street
The thick black smoke rises up into the
Sirens scream out across the
Turn into the close as the all swagger.
I've got no quarrel you brother
But the war is getting
Down at the Union there we
And embraced like should
The fire catches your back is turned
And now we watch as the city
And now we watch as the burns

We used to about the colour of our skins
We used to about the names of God
But now the racist come round
Put cousin up against the wall
A little crowd gathers and takes up sides
The white trash come out of their doorways and
There's a macho stand off sullen faces all around
And all the middle ground is washing
And no one really wants it anyway
It's a time of pack dogs
And the war's getting
at the Union there we stood
And embraced like should
The fire catches when your back is
And now we as the city burns
And now we as the city burns

And I, I you, you want so much
But you give nothing of
And I, I you, you want so much
But you keep nothing of