Luyện nghe bài hát 70s 80s

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

And head was gettin' shaved or spiked
My sister stitched her flares and 'em into drainpipes
She was into Ant and Wuthering Heights
I was getting into and grifter bikes

Mom had to work late, I had no
Used to get away murder when Grandad babysat
Used to fox and hound 'til the sun came down,
Singin' Lip Up Fatty, running wild the ghost town

And all I wanted was Doc and braces
My ear pierced, "So, mum, a racist?"
She didn't explain we weren't quite Caucasian,
As we could see black on some future occasion
And she'd keep that
All my friends are gettin'
NF and swastikas they're scratchin' on the

and violence on the TV
Broken on Newsround while eatin' Toast Toppers, watchin' coppers get beat down
Church discos and with the play scheme
to ska, kissing the girl of my dreams
My tenth birthday and those stay pressed
Money in my card I bought One Beyond, yes
Lent it to a friend, never got it
Dear Jim you fix it for me?
Remember

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

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

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

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

Every brick and every stone
Was for you and me
stood firm
Truly
back as good as what they go