Luyện nghe bài hát Bag Full Of Silly

You al'right, how's it man?
Yeah, fine, fine, fine, fine!

Gloomy Manchester, rainin'
Full of chippy, max
Groovy Manchester, June the atom
O 1 6 1, England's

And I know I should have it down
The Southern Comfort, forgotten you somehow

Last night this in my bed, I was telling her what I said
all I had was potential and a head-full of dreadful
With a bag of silly walking through Piccadilly
And I well anyway,

Who knew worstly do so much to hurt me
Parts of Manchester make me dirty
Hacienda, on a gay
little fellas to make me feel right

And I think about you now and
When I'm talking to my friend

Last night this girl in my bed, I was her what I said
When all I had was and a head-full of dreadful
With a bag full of silly walking Piccadilly
And I anyway, anyway

We all made out in and I've been to a few
What I need now is an aerial
I can see for myself that I can`t see for myself
But oh, anyway,

Now I'd like to go to
To my surprise 500 M6
Then just close my eyes, close my
Close my eyes, close my

Last night this girl in my bed, I was her what I said
When all I had was potential and a head-full of
With a bag full of silly walking Piccadilly
And I well anyway,