Luyện nghe bài hát 70s 80s

Thatcher was in
Times tight and sour
The A was sprayed in a circle everywhere

And everybody's head was gettin' or spiked
My sister stitched her flares and made 'em into
She was into Adam Ant and Heights
I was getting into Madness and bikes

Mom had to late, I had no complaints
Used to get away with when Grandad babysat
Used to play fox and hound 'til the sun down,
Singin' Lip Up Fatty, wild through the ghost town

And all I was Doc boots and braces
My ear pierced, "So, mum, a racist?"
She explain that we weren't quite Caucasian,
As we could see black children on some occasion
And she'd that shtum
All my friends are brainwashed
NF and swastikas scratchin' on the desktops

Riots and on the TV
down on Newsround while eatin' Toast Toppers, watchin' coppers get beat down
Church discos and with the play scheme
Dancin' to ska, kissing the of my dreams
My birthday and those two-tones stay pressed
Money in my card I One Step Beyond, yes
Lent it to a friend, got it back
Dear Jim you fix it for me?
that?

Just a 70s baby, early 80s
Reminiscin' 'bout the days in the brick
Just a 70s baby, 80s child
Reminscin' 'bout the days and you think times are

Oh, let me tell you now, woo, oh, a witch was in power
And oh, my god she did
Cast a called depression made a living hell
Turned man against man forgot the boys and
We had no future, computer
Had to make do with we had
Knock-a-door-run and the gowns
Current beat, upbeat, Cracker Jack of Underground, synthpop, Muppet Show, on the radio
Mum, turn it up, it's a new thing,

Now all I want is high tech's with fat
He?s got the next best friend started scratchin' and
Snatch your racks and battery by the stack to keep the box from going flat
Didn't and went in over the store with a performance kid this place has never been so packed
Street light for a light, cardboard box for a stage
And if you had a score to settle you resolved it your breakin'
Not like now using guns and bats
Robbin' old folk, we don?t need no more of

Just a 70s baby, 80s child
Reminiscin' 'bout the days in the backyard
a 70s baby, early 80s child
Reminscin' the days and you think times are hard

brick and every stone thrown
Was for you and me
They stood
revolutionary
Gave back as good as what go