Luyện nghe bài hát Australia Song

In Britain's Georgian
were so many crimes
No time to hang each crook guilty of a
Cos there's no to jail you
They'd you to Australia
To live in our penal colony
Think that like heaven?
In 1787, it wasn't that kind of once in a trip
First took the journey
Months at sea so
40 died while they were on the ship

Those that were plucky
Plucky, plucky,
on board with rats and vermin, cockroaches in bed
Stench was sicky
Yucky, yucky,
Lice not very nice, can't get out of my head

Landed Bay of
life was rotteny
Needed food and shelter but everything
too strong for felling
Stagnant smelling
A step back in time in New South Wales
Soil too for budding
washed up by flooding
Plans for building houses came to ends
The best of all their
by local neighbours
And is when your neighbours don't become good friends

Situation
Tricky, tricky,
a second fleet of ships was due aground
Some thought was lucky
But illness had
were dead or I'll
Fever was around

After years
record clears
Just one
You got to pay own way back
No wages no money
No choice, but what's
Many stayed, became and made a stack
Original
Proved survivors
Sydney into a place you'd choose to go
Think that they'd be
To convicts who were there?
No way built prisons even more remote

Arthur was one of the jails
Where every escape attempt
Was one man who nearly got
Billy Hunt as a kangaroo

Inmate's life still
Sucky, sucky,
Life bars was not very nice
Hideous and
Who would ever
hellhole would become a
Holiday